Daemon: A Reverse Harem Fantasy (Airshan Chronicles Book 2) by Nhys Glover

Author:Nhys Glover [Glover, Nhys]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Belisama Press
Published: 2017-12-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

SHARDRA

I had slept better that night than I had in so long. Mayhap because I had no fears that she would pull me to her. Or if she did, it would be to end me. And I would be happy with that. Now I had done all I could to safeguard the world for him, I would happily die.

It had been a long day, starting just after dawn and not ending until after dark, and yet I had managed it well. Only one short trance, or fit as my parents used to call them when I was young. So, even though I was tired by the end, I spent several more turns in my room drawing the map of the tunnels to the best of my ability. It was difficult when I had only seen the map for a short time, and that had been a sun or more ago. But I had discovered long ago that I had an excellent memory. Once I had seen something I could recall it again in all its details.

So I finished the map and fell into the clean soft bed, luxuriating in its sensual delight, and slept. And while I did so, my comforter came to me.

He held my hand and led me across a vast green plain where wildflowers bloomed and the sun shone down on us from a peerless blue sky. We had been here many times before. I knew this was his place, the place he went to in his mind when he wanted to escape his torment.

Through the middle of the green ran a silvery river. It was to this place we often walked. I would sit with my feet dangling in the cool water while he swam. It was always amusing to watch him fold his wings up against his back so he could do it. And sometimes he’d turn over, form his wings into a feathered boat and just float there, perfectly at peace atop the water.

But today he would not let me sit on the edge. He pulled me in with him, laughing when I sputtered and complained. It was far colder when you were submerged completely in the cool water, rather than simply feeling it on your feet, I discovered.

“You are cruel!” I cried out on a gasp, surfacing with water running down my face and into my eyes.

“It is my nature,” he replied amiably, sweeping me up into his arms and hugging me to him so the heat of his body was a startling contrast to the cold of the water.

“What is your nature? You have never told me.”

He laughed a little, before dropping me so I went under the water again. It was deeper than I could stand, and I did not know how to swim. I experienced a momentary fear of drowning, but it was fleeting. He would never hurt me. Not really. He was my comforter. He had been waiting an eternity for me.

Sure enough, in the next instant he was hauling me to the surface again, his handsome silver-toned face a mask of concern.

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