The festival streets greeted them as they stepped out of the café. Jennifer resumed her saintly walk while Jax matched her pace, hands shoved in his pockets, irritation written across his face.
"Two champions. Obsessed with me. And you won't even give me their names."
Jennifer smiled serenely. "Where's the fun in that?"
"Fun? Jenny, these people are trying to kill each other for some divine reward. You're telling me two of them have their crosshairs on me, and your idea of help is leaving me blind?"
"I said they were obsessed. Not hostile." Her smile widened. "Though with you, those two things tend to overlap."
'Great. Mystery stalkers. Just what I needed on top of everything else.'
He ran through the possibilities in his head. Faces, names, encounters. Too many variables. Too few clues. He gave up and shifted topics.
"What about Zinnia?"
Jennifer's steps slowed slightly. "What about her?"
"You know what happened back in Sylvie's kingdom. The champion war. The whole mess."
