Are you going to just walk out that door? I conveyed with an easy smile.
“I’ll see you later,” her tone full of reassurance.
The door clicked shut. Ingrid had gone.
Lucas considered the bed. “Was that wise?”
“How’s Jacob?” I asked.
He shoved his hands into his pockets.
“Jacob’s been rather elusive lately,” I said. “We haven’t seen him for a while now.”
His downcast eyes continued to regard the bedroom.
“Lucas,” I said, “what exactly did Jacob promise you?”
“William, please.”
“Let’s take a wild guess. Jacob promised you’d get Orpheus back.”
“What did Sunaria tell you?” he asked.
“Still trying to figure that out.”
“You can’t trust her.”
I leaned back against the doorframe and folded my arms. “Start talking.”
He caressed his throat. “Sunaria nearly killed Ingrid.”
“Take your eyes off the door.”
“Orpheus, I owe you everything. You turned me, after all.”
“You were the one secret I thought I’d managed to keep.”
He strolled over toward the mantelpiece, pausing briefly to examine his lack of reflection in the mirror hanging above it.
I followed him in.
“Jacob only wants what’s best for you,” he said.
“How long have you and Jacob been close?”
“A while.” He glanced back at the mirror. “Jacob’s wisdom became something I couldn’t live without.”
“So you’re for Dominion’s rule?”
“Most ardently.”
“You believe he can save us?”
“Yes.”
“I know about Paradom,” I said.
Lucas raised his chin as though his thoughts were racing.