A Knight to Remember: A Cozy Witch Mystery (The Avalon Café Book 3) by Hermione Moon & Serenity Woods

A Knight to Remember: A Cozy Witch Mystery (The Avalon Café Book 3) by Hermione Moon & Serenity Woods

Author:Hermione Moon & Serenity Woods [Moon, Hermione]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-10T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twelve

I spend an hour or so reading through other Books of Shadows to find a protection spell, and eventually discover it in one of my grandmother’s books. Lizzie’s loopy handwriting lists possible ingredients for the spell, and I collect as many as I can, bring them into the living room, and place them on a tray with a white candle and a tiny glass spell jar.

“Sit here,” I tell Arthur, pointing to the end of the sofa. I sit at the other end, and we turn and face each other, with the tray between us.

“Are you sure about this?” he asks. “You’re not going to turn me into a frog or something?”

“I’ll do my best not to,” I say wryly as I light the candle. I lean forward and pick up my Tarot cards, leaf through them, and take out the King of Swords—the card I associate most with Arthur. I lay it on the tray.

Next, I take a small amount of each herb in turn and place it in the jar. Basil, black pepper, cumin, marjoram, rosemary, coconut, salt—which protects against pretty much anything, and a few dried blueberries, which are supposed to block a psychic attack. The final thing I add is a small piece of clear crystal. Once they’re all in the jar, I top it up with spring water blessed under a full moon and screw on the top.

Finally, I shuffle the Tarot deck, cut it, and offer it to Arthur. He chooses a card and turns it over.

It’s the Ten of Wands. A man is carrying ten heavy wands through the countryside, heading for home. Arthur is bearing a heavy weight that’s dragging him down, holding him back. Charlotte and Julian have chained him to the earth.

I feel slightly sleepy, and I know I’m descending into a trance again.

Before I forget, I pass the jar through the candle flame and say the spell.

“Mother Goddess, candle bright, protect your servant, day and night, herbs of magic, fruit so sweet, this spell of light is now complete.”

Those are the words in Lizzie’s Book of Shadows. But as my eyelids grow heavy and my voice lowers, more words spill from my mouth.

“Vines of darkness, earthly tomb, fading light, and gathering gloom, moonlight cleanse and sun dispel, nothing break this crystal shell.”

There’s a sharp crack as the jar breaks and splinters fly across the room. Bright light explodes from the crystal inside and hits Arthur square in the chest. He flies backward, tumbles off the sofa, and ends up on his backside on the floor. For a brief moment, I can see an egg-shaped shell around him like a forcefield. Then it fades, and there’s just his astonished face, his wide eyes staring at me.

He glances at Merlin. “He just said, ‘At least you’re not a frog.’” He looks back at me, and we both burst out laughing.

After we’ve picked up the glass so Merlin can’t tread on it, and we’re sitting back on the sofa, I ask Arthur, “So how are you feeling?”

He rubs over his heart.



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