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Authors: Sarah Wynde

A Lonely Magic (33 page)

“I am bound.” The bitterness in his tone had intensified. He said the words as if they were loathsome.

Fen stilled. “Honor-bound or bound?”

He didn’t answer.

It sounded like an answer.

“Who is allowed to order you to talk?” Her heart raced, her mind churning with it.

“I obey the leader of the Watchers of Val Kyr, the mother of my house, the members of the council of Val Kyr, and the queen of Val Kyr. None of whom are here. In their absence, I follow Baldric’s orders.”

She stared at the wall. The magic felt impatient. It was dancing under her hand, eager to transform, eager to become. But to become what? “He’s dead.”

“And so his orders stand.”

“You thought he was insane.”

“Indeed.” His tone was bleak.

Fen swallowed hard. “Do you obey him by choice or because you have none?”

He didn’t answer.

She turned. His head was down. He stared at his hands, folded in his lap, not looking at her.

She exhaled, trying to make it silent. She could feel the tension leaving her shoulders. It kind of sucked to stand still, waiting for someone to murder you. And it was kind of nice that she’d gotten it right and he hadn’t attacked her.

“The mother of your house. Was that our mother?”

His lips tightened. “No. We are of House Hikari. The mother of the House is Neva.”

“So in order to get you to talk, I need to go to Val Kyr and defeat the mother of your house in the Val Dagora and take over, yeah? Or maybe kick ass in the Val whatever-it-is and make myself queen?”

Malik’s grin was one hundred percent real. “I doubt that will work,” he said gently. “But should you make such happen, I will follow your wish as law.”

Fen nodded at him.

He might doubt her. But the hell with that.

She didn’t know how she’d do it—going to Val Kyr and knocking out their queen was probably not the most realistic plan—but one way or another, she was going to save his life.

She returned to the wall that connected to the hallway. “Door.” The wall shimmered into grey space.

Malik had still not moved from his place next to the opposite wall.

She looked back into the empty cell. “A nice bedroom.” The room leaped into being around Malik. “And a bookcase.” The magic obeyed. “With books,” she added. She narrowed her eyes at the empty space on the shelves as the magic seemed to waver, and nodded in satisfaction as it obeyed her.

She glanced at her brother.

“I’ll be back.”

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Additional thanks go to all the people who commented on the first draft as it was posted on fictionpress and the second draft as it was posted on wattpad, including kaypgirl, deets1, Eventual Horizon, gem, IdreamofIvan, JaHarre, Kage Elric, Melony Grace, MidnyteCity, Monsterdia, Nattie, Susan Berger, Valinedel, Zebu blue, Zephiraya, and several unnamed guests.

I also want to thank my family. My terrific, amazing, wonderful son couldn’t care less about my writing, but brings me joy on a regular basis and listens patiently when I need him to, and my incredible father and delightful stepmother, Werner and Charleene Sharp, go above and beyond in being happy for my successes and sympathetic to my stresses.

Finally, I want to thank you, my reader. If you’ve waded all the way through these acknowledgements I’m pretty sure you must have enjoyed the book, and there are no words to express how grateful I am simply to know that you’re out there and that my wild stories entertain you. Thank you for reading!

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