Dawn of Magic: Sea of Flames by Sara C. Roethle

Author:Sara C. Roethle [Roethle, Sara C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vulture's Eye Publications
Published: 2020-01-20T06:00:00+00:00

Branwen

Days had passed, and Branwen watched on. Finn’s dragon had been returned, and light faie were flocking to the western forest near Garenoch. The black dragon remained beyond the front gates, biding its time. The plan she’d made with Arawn had been derailed. Finn had refused to steal more magic from the faie, and instead was enlisting them into her army. Did she not care that things were growing more unstable? Was not her ultimate goal to balance the land?

She rolled onto her back atop the roof of the main estate. It was high enough that none would spot her as long as she remained pressed against the slope, out of sight of the guards atop the estate walls near the gates. A corner created by the western wing and the back part of the building created a nice crevice to cradle her body.

She remained on her back for a long while. She barely felt the sunlight on her face. It was as if nothing really touched her these days. She couldn’t remember the last time she had truly felt it, and the memory seemed to fade more with each sunrise. Would she soon no longer remember the warmth of day?

A shadow moved across the sun. She squinted upward, not surprised to see Arawn standing over her.

“You should crouch down before someone sees you.”

Shading his eyes with his palm, he looked out toward the back courtyard. “No one will see me. It is you who should be worried. You have failed me.”

She couldn’t really bring herself to care. Over the past days she’d sunk into a deep depression, wondering if her vengeance would ever be had. “It’s not my fault Finn’s too soft-hearted to steal magic from the trow and pixies.”

Arawn continued to gaze outward. “Fortunately for you, one end is as good as another. As long as Finn can use them to defeat Belenus, it is all the same to me.”

Not wanting to remain flat on her back, but unwilling to hop to her feet like a whimpering maiden, she lifted her upper body enough to lean on her elbows. “What about the balance in the land? Is it not the gods’ job to fix it?”

“I already told you why we’re really here. This is our punishment.”

These gods were almost as infuriating as mortals. “You said this land is dying.”

“Yes. From war. Too much power attracts destruction. The dragons are proof of that. War and hatred will destroy this land, and most of its inhabitants.”

She stared up at him. “But what about the disappearing burghs? I thought that would be the end of things?”

Arawn snorted. “That, you naive little girl, is the work of the Ceàrdaman. They hope to guide Finnur toward some goal, though what that is, one can only guess.”

“The Ceàrdaman do not have such power!” She slapped a palm across her mouth, her heart thudding as she waited to see if anyone below had heard her.

Arawn didn’t seem to care. “Silly, silly girl. How can you

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