Everealm: Book One of the Everealm Series by Wright J.D

Author:Wright, J.D. [Wright, J.D.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-10-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Finnley read the message on the piece of parchment in his hands, which he just received from a rider his father had encountered outside of the gate. Sidonie’s sister was coming to the winter ball. She was going to be here next week, arriving a few days early to have time to find something suitable to wear to the ball. This could be a problem.

He wasn’t sure if he wanted to tell her. Sidonie was growing very happy now, in her life here, in Junacave. She and Dagan had been spending a great deal of time together as she started developing her magic. Sidonie hadn’t wanted to tell anyone about her magic, including Dagan, but after she accidentally grabbed his arm one day, he had felt it. It had grown strong enough for him to sense it. Would Adelphie be able to tell that Sidonie was using magic? Would she understand?

Worse is that even if they were able to hide the evidence that Sidonie’s magic was growing, the fact that she and Dagan were courting was a completely different problem. The Sabras despise all magical creatures, including wizards. How could anyone hide the way Sidonie and Dagan looked at each other? This really was a terrible situation to be in. Maybe given more time, Sidonie could find a way to mask her magic. But there was only one week until Adelphie arrived.

Upon entering the hall, Finnley discovered it empty, but for a few servants and kitchen maids. So he decided to try the library, which was where Bree and Sidonie had been spending most of their time when they were not out in the gardens or in the hall. He tapped on the door and Rowan opened it.

“Hello, Rowan! I assume by your presence that the queen is here? Is Sidonie also here?

“Yes,” Rowan replied. “Please tell me that you’re here to stay for a while. I don’t know how much more of their giggling I can take. I am in desperate need of manly conversation.” Rowan was practically pleading.

Finnley laughed, feeling sorry for his friend who had to stay near the queen at all times, meaning he also had to endure the womanly conversations that went on.

“Where’s Dagan?”

Rowan sighed, “He’s gone to the village with his grandfather to restock at the apothecary, while I,” he opened the door further so Finnley could see inside, “have been listening to the two of these fine ladies discuss how dreamy Dagan’s eyes are.” Then Rowan dropped to a whisper, “Apparently, he’s a good kisser, as well.” Rowan rolled his eyes as he let Finnley into the room.

“Ah… I sense your pain, Rowan,” Finnley began. “Just think of what they must say about you, when you aren’t around, eh?” He left Rowan gaping after him as he crossed the large room to where Bree and Sidonie sat at a large wooden desk. Finnley had witnessed Bree’s father, King Frederick, writing many letters on this very desk. Having lived in the castle his entire life, Finnley felt very much at home here.

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