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though, she realized she hadn't been able to bring the flower
petals out of the dream with her, which was actually probably a
good thing since Gregore was standing over her, fuming.
    "What the hell, Cais? I leave to go get supplies, and
I come back to find you in bed with him!" Gregore pointed at the
other side of the bed, where Ash was doing a good job of pretending
to still be asleep.
    "Coward," Caislyn muttered under her breath to him.
She thought she saw a small movement, a little twitch at the
corners of his mouth. 'Great, now he's feigning sleep and laughing
at me.,' she thought.
    "Are you going to explain yourself, at all, this
time?" Gregore was beyond pissed. If his angry shouting hadn't
clued her in, the rage that was evident on his face sure did. Greg
had turned about three different shades of red already.
    "Greg," Caislyn started to say before Vesta walked
into the crowded doorway.
    "Gregore, I warned you not to come back here. I've
been checking on them. They are working. As you can see they are
both fully clothed, on top of the blankets, and I do believe the
required amount of distance has been kept between the two of them
the entire time." Vesta looked weary.
    "Mom, this isn't your battle. You shouldn't have to
prove how virtuous I am. He has eyes, he just chooses not to use
them."
    "Yeah? Is that it Cais? Because I seem to remember
our wedding night. I may not fully understand how this Fey
dream-walking shit goes, but I do know you don't have to be
physically touching here to be doing it there, in La La land with
him."
    "And you don't trust me," Caislyn added to Gregore's
tirade.
    "No! I don't trust him!" He pointed at Ash, who still
looked as though he were sleeping blissfully through all the
shouting and accusations. "And by the way, you're not fooling
anyone! I know you woke up the same time she did."
    "Ah, yes." Ash said as he looked up, "but I was
hoping you would blow your top and storm out as you usually do, so
we could get back to training." Caislyn turned just in time to see
Ash wink at Gregore.
    "Oh great!" She rolled off her side of the bed, into
what little space that was there, because Gregore dove to get his
hands on Ash. Unfortunately for Gregore, Ash was Fey and he just
morphed into a butterfly and fluttered around Greg's head, taunting
him.
    Then he fluttered off, past Vesta into the other
room. She heard him open the door, which meant he had morphed back
to himself before he left. His snickering was the last thing she
heard before Gregore's frustrated scream into the pillows.
    Vesta glanced at him momentarily and then at her
daughter. "Caislyn," she all but whispered before she left the
room.
    Caislyn just watched as Gregore punched the pillow,
repeatedly. She didn't know what to do. She knew she was hurting
him, but working with Ash was the only way to learn enough to get
Jaxon back. She tried to go to him, and stopped herself each time
his fist met the pillow again. Caislyn was sure she could feel her
insides shredding with each hit. She just didn’t know what to do
anymore.
    "Just tell me, Cais." Gregore's muffled voice hit her
like a slap in the face. She could hear the strain in it, even
through the pillow he was talking into. "Just tell me to go,
because I'm not sure I can keep watching you with him." He looked
up, his eyes pleading with her as she stood there motionless.
“Caislyn, I need you in my life, but I will go if I’m not what you
need in yours.”
    Something inside her heart was breaking. Caislyn was
so torn, and there was no getting around that. A part of her heart
belonged to Gregore and always would. Maybe if she hadn't been so
rushed into things, maybe if Ash hadn't come along, things would be
so different. Caislyn was honestly stuck, not knowing what to do,
let alone what she really wanted. Her heart thumped uncontrollably
in her chest. The decision to be with only him, to send Ash away
was on the tip of her tongue. Gregore was the one she knew she
should chose, and