Arabian Knight by Ines Johnson

Author:Ines Johnson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Those Johnson Girls

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

“You went beyond the Veil even though you know it is expressly forbidden.”

It was a statement The Arthur made, not a question. So Geraint said nothing as his commander dressed him down.

Lord Arthur was the third knight of Camelot to bear that name, making it both his title as well as his moniker. The imposing male sat back in his chair at the far side of the fabled, rounded table. Though there was no head of the table, and each chair was evenly spaced, the place where Arthur sat commanded all deference.

His gray eyes were sharp as granite as they regarded Geraint. His massive shoulders bunched up to his ears as he steepled his fingers and rested one index finger against his lips. With his other index finger, he swiped at a dirty-blond lock that dared to fall into his eyes.

That lock of hair gave Geraint pause. Arthur usually kept his hair cut short, much like an American soldier, and not long and wild like his Celtic ancestors. In fact, the last time Geraint had seen his fearless leader, Arthur’s hair had been at least an inch shorter. Hadn’t it?

Geraint stood at attention, his head high. His hands behind his back as he took the verbal dressing down. He stood next to Gawain, who mimicked the rigid stance. The culprit who instigated the whole affair, the one who was truly to blame, was sorely missing—as per her usual.

“It’s a good thing Loren smoothed it all over,” said Percy.

Percy did look like a wild thing. His hair hung over his eyes, making him look like the wild wolves he was rumored to have been raised by. His grin was all teeth, but it was his words that cut Geraint to the quick.

“She what?” said Geraint.

“Oh, right,” said Lance from his seat to the right of Arthur. Lance’s ginger hair, usually as uniformly cut as Arthur’s, also looked as though he’d let it grow a couple of inches too long. “You two missed the apocalypse while you were away.”

Geraint, Wain, and Loren had left what seemed like a week ago. Apparently time moved differently on the other side of the Veil. What they thought were mere days had turned out to be almost two months of time away.

In that time, the Goddess of creation had returned to the surface from her place of Heaven at the core of the earth. Her angels, or Eloheem as they were called, had revolted. The original life forms were tired of the destruction humanity was reining over the surface and thought it high time a stop was put to it. That stoppage would be in the form of Armageddon.

It was Loren, whose theft of the Hammer of God aided by her use of the Ring of Gyges and her bestie Nia, who aided the Goddess in righting the tide and saving the world. Meaning Loren had lied and stolen and had not only came out on top, but she was being praised for it. No, not only praised for breaking the rules; she was being rewarded.

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