Page 4 of Sky’s Guide To Getting His Man & Banishing Ghosts (The Dreamwalkers #1)

Chapter

Three

High Priestess

Kingston’s rustling vibrated through the dream world. The young man’s powers had woken, manifesting far quicker than those before him. His fear was palpable and would awaken those who rode the veil between life and death, those who fought for a place back on the side of the undead.

Loading a brass censor with trident-shaped openings that swung from a golden chain with an incense blend that would calm and soothe him, while awakening him slowly, I made my way to my sweet prince’s room.

“Move slow, my love,” my favorite voice said in my ear.

I smiled into the darkness and whispered back, “You know I will.” I’d prepared for this a long time ago, part of me hoping that it would never come to this, that he’d never have to know.

As I waved the censor around his bed, the incense smoke billowed through the openings as I swatted away my own foolish thoughts.

This was destiny. An honorable inheritance.

Smoke wafted around Kingston’s bed, and I chanted the words of our ancestors.

Gradually, he quit kicking, and his restless legs stilled.

I backed out slowly…before he awakened and saw me.

It wasn’t yet time.