"I know." Alex said, sounding somewhere between relieved and defeated. "But right now, we don't have time. The attack on the city is coming. Nyaira and Luc are after you. They have other people working for them, there's almost no doubt that they'll have some kind of magician, most likely a warlock, to help them. Victoria, please understand, if I could let you go about your daily business and give you some space I would, but if I did that, you'd be kidnapped or dead within minutes, and I'd be next." He closed his eyes, refusing to tell her that he probably wouldn't make it out of this fight alive as it is...