Page 72 of A Spell of Bones and Madness

“Her body is being preserved until it is ready to wake once more.”

“And how do you know this?”

“Because Nyx told me.” She stroked her hand down the raven-furred creature’s back.

“Then how does Nyx know this?” It was only an animal after all.

“Mykonos told her.”

What in the gods' names was happening? “The two of them communicate?”

Dafne rolled her eyes, huffing out a scoff. “Can you not communicate amongst your kind when you are shifted, Prince?”

“Of course I can, but that is different.”

“It is not,” she said as if it were common knowledge.

“And can you communicate with her as well—Mykonos?”

“Really, Prince? Do they teach you nothing on Nexos? A bond between a human and theirpsychíis theirs alone to share. No one else deserves to know that part of our soul so intimately. You can go—get some rest before the sun rises once again—I will make sure she wakes.”

But even with Dafne there, watching over Thalia as she slept, Dimitris stayed until the rouge hue swept back into Thalia’s lips and her fingers began to twitch, convincing himself yet again that it was only because of his loyalty to his brother.