Kin of Kings (The Kin of Kings Book 1) by Narro B.T

Author:Narro, B.T. [Narro, B.T.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-09-29T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

After dinner, the realization that evaluation week was over finally settled in. Basen could only hope Penny would put him in a group that would challenge him enough to grow.

There was time left in the evening before sunset. He got the idea to train his portal spell. He still wasn’t sure it was in fact a portal, but it seemed to resemble one closely enough for him to think of nothing else. Or perhaps it was just the excitement of it possibly being a portal that kept it fixed as that in his mind.

The idea of seeing his clothed and fed father tomorrow comforted him as he came back to his empty campus house, and the prospect of seeing Alabell, too, led him to retire early so he could set out around dawn. He owed her more thanks than he could give, but it wasn’t his desire to thank her that caused his body to thrum with excitement.

It was unlike him to remember a woman’s eyes in vivid detail, but he’d spent enough time losing himself in Alabell’s when he’d shared a meal with her in Oakshen for them to remain in his memory. They were deep brown and as gentle and caring as a mother holding her baby for the first time. With a mouth made to smile, and auburn hair that reminded Basen of sun-scorched clouds during a sunset, Alabell’s beauty was a mirror of her kind heart.

Basen could stand the quiet of his room for only a moment before he drew his wand and gathered bastial energy at the tip of it. As he failed to make a portal, he remembered it could only be done in Nick’s room for reasons he had yet to understand.

He braced himself with a slow breath, then made his way down the hall. He kept Nick’s door closed. He always had the irrational fear that something unsightly would be behind it when he opened it.

Of course there was nothing but a clean, made bed, an empty wardrobe and dresser, and a bare desk. Nick’s family had come by for his belongings, thankfully while Basen was in class.

He stood in the center of Nick’s room and pointed his wand. He was about to cast when his instincts stopped him with such intensity it was as if he were nearing the edge of a cliff.

Why? What’s so dangerous about casting in Nick’s room?

Then he remembered he’d made portals for the first time the night Nick was killed. And I haven’t made any since.

Chills coursed up and down his entire body, raising the hairs on his arms and neck. Was Nick killed because someone thought he was the one making portals?

A knock at the front door scared him so much he jumped up off the floor. He gathered himself, putting a hand against his rushing heart, and went to answer the door. He was delighted to find Sanya there. She was in the midst of a joyful twirl as he opened the door, clearly in high spirits.

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