Lady Lock: A Harem Fantasy (Part Two) (Thieves of Harta Book 2) by Jenna Albright

Lady Lock: A Harem Fantasy (Part Two) (Thieves of Harta Book 2) by Jenna Albright

Author:Jenna Albright [Albright, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-08-08T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

Succulent Sorcery

A lmost immediately after following her into a rather spacious kitchen, furnished with a stone oven much like the ones that Minerva’s bakery used and a hearth beneath her chimney, Dorothea revealed to him a new manner of sorcery. Flicking her wrist toward a pantry on the far side of the room, a flurry of iron pots and pans danced at its lowest level. Not to be left behind, several plates, bowls, and one large pot with a hook attached to it also left behind their brethren. Immediately after, the last of those used said hook to set itself in place over the logs in the hearth’s maw. The bowls and plates hurried through a doorway to another room—presumably the dining room.

The show wasn’t over. The upper half of the pantry, which was enclosed by wooden doors, flung itself open, and some fruit—pears and apples—a loaf of untouched white bread, and a wheel of cheese emerged. They levitated toward a couple of cutting boards that departed their haunts and laid themselves on the counter. Knives for chopping and cutlery for the aftermath followed suit.

Before she could gesture toward another part of her kitchen, her gaze flicked toward him. “You’re welcome to relax and eat some while I get everything else cooked up.” She gestured toward the fruits and said, “I can cut them now if you do.”

“I don’t mind watching if you don’t mind me watching,” he immediately said. “I’ve never seen sorcery used to cook.”

“The Respite uses several enchanted ovens. You didn’t know?”

Cassian shook his head. “Guess I didn’t ever think about it that much. Is yours enchanted?”

“Yes, as is my hearth. We won’t need to wait long because of it.”

“No need to rush on my account,” he said with a smile.

Dorothea nodded and returned her focus to her kitchen. After just a few minutes of watching ingredients be cut by knives held aloft by sorcery before they danced their way toward a soup over the hearth, whose flames came alive with just a snap of Dorothea’s fingers, Cassian decided to grab a chair from the other room, which he then confirmed was a dining room. As he dragged it in and set it up with its back facing the show so he could lean on it with his forearms, he wondered if Minerva “cheated” with sorcery in her bakery.

He knew plenty of thieves who’d scorn a spellblade like him for the advantages his narrow field of sorcery presented him with, and he suspected it might be the same with bakers—or any field in which magic trumped the mundane. Still, it wasn’t like Dorothea planned to open a shop… right?

The thought of her putting up a competing bakery beside Minerva’s place caused him to smile. Back to him, Dorothea didn’t notice.

“Do you like cooking?” he asked, laying his chin atop his arms. “Like this, I mean.”

“I do,” Dorothea said, glancing over her shoulder. Amusingly, he thought he saw a brief speck of annoyance that he was sitting in one of her nice chairs like he was.



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