Faeborne: A Novel of the Otherworld by Johnson Jenna Elizabeth

Author:Johnson, Jenna Elizabeth
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fiction, romance, paranormal romance, fantasy, young adult, celtic mythology, jenna elizabeth johnson, otherworld series
Publisher: Jenna Elizabeth Johnson

Chapter Nineteen

Ultimatum

“When did Baird Corcorain become Uscias’ apprentice?” snapped Brenn, the moment they stepped free of the oak grove.

A few other townspeople, heading back up the hill with baskets of hot rolls and mugs of ale, mead and tea, cast the pair looks of concern.

“Wait until we reach the tent,” Artur warned, through his teeth.

Brenn drew his fingers into a fist. He did not want to wait. He wanted to march back up the hill, shake the scaffolding until Baird toppled over the side, and run him through with one of the daggers he’d strapped on before leaving Ardun that morning. Baird learning Druidic knowledge was like an infection in a bad wound. His evil would only spread. And if Brenn was on the verge of becoming Faeduihn, then so was Baird, if he wasn’t there already. The only difference was, Baird had accumulated his wealth of dark magic all by himself. No Morrigan or her lackeys and their heinous acts to push him as close to the edge of sanity as possible. Brennon didn’t need his enemy to have one more weapon to use against him.

Halfway down the hill, Artur pulled Brenn off the trail and behind an outcropping of rocks. The younger man blinked up at him in surprise.

Artur ran his fingers through his black, tangled hair.

“Look,” he began, his eyes falling everywhere but on Brenn, “I won’t pretend I know what you went through when you were with,” he paused, then cleared his throat, “while you were gone from Ardun,” he amended lamely. “But isn’t there something you could do to get Uscias, Baird and Arlana off your back for good? It doesn’t seem like they are taking your threats seriously. And now, with Baird being,” Artur waved a careless hand in the direction of the grove, “in the process of becoming a Druid, maybe you could use your, your–”

Artur was floundering again, and Brenn was ready for him to get to his point. “You mean my cursed glamour?” he asked quietly, his voice frighteningly calm. “Wrest control of his mind to convince him to leave me be?”

His large friend swallowed and nodded carefully. “Yes, that. Before Baird moves from novice to graduate.”

Brenn stood up straight and removed his hood, his black hair standing out like a raven’s wing against the washed-out white and grey landscape. He leveled his pale eyes on Artur, figuring by the big man’s facial expression they were darkening to shades of soot and lead.

“You do not know what calling upon that part of my glamour does to me, Artur, or you would never ask it of me.”

Artur’s face paled beyond its usual, ruddy complexion.

“Very well,” he managed, his voice coming out raspy. “I was only trying to help.”

Brenn’s dark mood retreated, and he gave his head a slight shake. Of course Artur was trying to help. He had never done anything but offer friendship and hospitality to the two remaining members of the Roarke clan.

Letting out a heavy sigh, Brenn reached an arm forward and grasped Artur’s shoulder.

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