"Where is the queen?" Talon asked immediately.
Morvakar arched a brow. "What do you mean, where is the queen?"
"You didn't take her?"
"How am I supposed to take her?" Morvakar asked, gesturing vaguely to his book-laden surroundings as though to imply he rarely left. His gaze didn't waver, though, testing Talon's resolve.
"I blew on the whistle you gave me," Talon said, each word heavy with frustration.
Morvakar's head tilted slightly. "You blew on the whistle? Why are you the one blowing on the whistle?...When you blew, did you hear a sound?"
Talon shook his head slowly.
"That's because the whistle is meant for Luna herself," Morvakar said flatly, as if explaining to a stubborn child.
"But… there was someone there," Talon persisted. His eyes narrowed, the memory surfacing fresh in his mind. "He helped us with the rogue vampires. It was all the kind of magical thing you would do."
