Enchanted Guardian by Sharon Ashwood

Author:Sharon Ashwood
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-10-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

When Nim arrived at Medievaland, there were people gathering outside the gate. Some were in costume—probably staff—and a few looked like early-bird tourists with sun hats and cameras. Two grim-faced bruisers in security uniforms were standing at the entrance, arms folded and feet planted in a way that kept arguments to a minimum. The official story was that a ferocious dog was on the loose and the Medievaland staff was in the process of capturing it. If any of the guards knew more than that, it didn’t show.

Deciding to save time, Nim circled the perimeter fence until she was behind the stables. The fence was very high, the top angled outward in a way that made climbing difficult. Only the most agile humans could have scaled it, but she was fae and in no mood for games. She swarmed up it quickly and dropped to the ground inside the park, breathless with the heat and exertion.

Before she had time to rise, boots and a sword point filled her field of vision. She glanced up into the cold blue gaze of Arthur Pendragon. She hadn’t seen him since the demon wars, and the merry young king he’d been was long gone. He looked harder with lines etched beside his mouth. Gone were the rich robes and crown, and now he wore only scuffed boots and blue jeans, a faded blue T-shirt stretched across his muscular chest. But one thing was the same—there was no mistaking the air of authority that wrapped him like a cloak.

“Nimueh,” said Arthur.

It wasn’t a question. Her stomach sank as all hope of secrecy vanished. “My lord.”

“I thought you were in hiding.” His gaze swept over her hair and clothes, a look of distaste forming as he took in her disguise. The sword tip flicked one tendril of her black hair. “Or should I say that Dulac insists on keeping you out of sight?”

“He wants the best for me.” She raised her hands, making sure Arthur saw they were empty of weapons. His mood was clearly dangerous. “But I understand LaFaye may have unleashed something in the park.”

“Is that so? Or perhaps it is the work of another fae enchantress?”

She refused to take the bait. “I may be able to help. I have knowledge of magic that you do not.”

He said nothing for a moment. Nim tried to stand, but the sword flicked toward her eyes, keeping her in place. It seemed ironic that she was being threatened with the very sword she’d enchanted for the king.

“I used to trust you,” he said slowly. “Some of my men still do, but the fae swore vengeance on Camelot. Given what you are, that leaves me in an interesting position.”

“Are you going to trade me to LaFaye for a few months’ reprieve?” Anger knotted in her chest.

“So Dulac told you about that?” Arthur shrugged. “I can’t say the prospect of peace isn’t tempting.”

“Then I am at your mercy,” she said. “Where is Lancelot?”

“The knights have the creature penned on the other side of the park.

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