Born of Magic (Heiress of Magic Trilogy Book 1) by H. D. Gordon

Born of Magic (Heiress of Magic Trilogy Book 1) by H. D. Gordon

Author:H. D. Gordon [Gordon, H. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-06-13T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 18

Surah

Surah stood staring at the small stone cottage, her heart thumping nervously in her chest. The silence of the place is what struck her first, surrounding her so completely in an instant.

Green vines sporting yellow flowers crawled up the front of the little house, framing the door and two square windows. The path leading up to the porch was collaged stone, red and gray and black that fit together in a sort of mosaic. The only sound was the wind rustling through the long grasses all around them.

The sunlight was beginning to strengthen, reminding Surah that the clock on her father’s life was still ticking. She took one more moment to take in her surroundings, looking all around in every direction and seeing no other civilization in sight, just miles and miles of green and yellow grasslands.

“Where did you bring me?” she asked, avoiding Charlie’s eyes, wishing she didn’t feel like she had to. She gestured to the cottage with one gloved hand, the glamour she was wearing making her expensive glove look old and tattered. “This doesn’t look like any shop I’ve ever seen.”

Charlie began striding up the stone path to the cottage in that sure way of his, and Surah found that she had no problem looking at him when he wasn’t looking back. She decided against her will that she liked the way the denim of his jeans sat below his waist, how she had never known that such common attire could be attractive. She personally had never donned a pair of jeans in her life, and she wondered if her rear end would look as good in them.

When she looked over and saw Samson staring at her, she shut those thoughts off like a faucet.

“Eyes on the prize,” the tiger told her silently. “Don’t trust this man, princess.”

“I know what I’m doing and I don’t trust him.”

“Good.”

Charlie climbed the steps of the cottage and turned to look at her. “You coming?” he asked.

Surah remained where she was, her hand resting on the tiger’s shoulder. “Not until you tell me what I’m walking into. You still haven’t told me anything about this plan of yours, Mr. Redmine. I’d like to hear it.”

Charlie moved back down the steps and stopped in front of her. Surah had to swallow twice to hold his gaze. His deep, low voice seemed to fill up the world in the emptiness around them, those emerald-colored eyes burning. Always burning.

“This is a friend’s house, my lady,” he said. “I’ve known Carolyn for over five years. She deals in the kinds of items we’ll be needing.”

Surah just looked at him, her face carefully expressionless. “What kinds of items would that be?”

Charlie was silent for a moment. “I think you know.”

“The use of black magic is forbidden in my father’s kingdom, Mr. Redmine. I would have assumed you knew this.”

Charlie nodded once, either completely ignoring her incredulity or not hearing it. She couldn’t tell. She just couldn’t get a read on this man.

“Sure,” he said,



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