Chapter 19

“A black cross usually means death,” Oberon said, overriding Lake.

“Whose death?” Kaeva demanded.

“We don’t know,” Lake snarled. He looked ready to make Oberon the victim and solve the vision’s riddles right then and there. “And we don’t even know if the cross means—”

“It has before.”

Lake shut his eyes and pressed his lips into a thin line.

“Who?” Kaeva asked.

“His parents,” Oberon answered softly.

Kaeva pushed down the bile trying to rise out his guts and into his mouth. “You saw your own parents…?”

“No,” Oberon said. “He didn’t. I did. I had the dream when I was in the fever brought on by the Cure. It’s why I woke up and lit the candle. I was going to call him. I didn’t know what the dream meant, but it was vivid enough to mean something.”

Lake smiled without mirth. “I was avoiding visions. I believe they found me through Oberon. They choose me, the things I see. I don’t get to know what I want, but what fate wishes me to confront.”