Maga's a Beast (The Beast Within Book 3) by S.L. Perrine

Author:S.L. Perrine [Perrine, S.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Burning Willow Press, LLC
Published: 2019-04-12T16:00:00+00:00

I wasn’t aware of the state of things so much so that I would have known the land would look less than fine once we left the safety of the circle of the forest of the fae. While on the journey to Hearthstone, the forest was mostly green, by utilizing fae magic. Hearthstone was, in fact, protected by the forest which surrounded it entirely. So in some ways, the debilitating look of the grounds was only as well preserved because of magia. Regalis was not so lucky.

I was told the entire land of Pylira had died. I did see much of that when my friends and I entered into Ormshire, and then Corinthia. However, I was later told the death and destruction began on the northern borders. Another reason why everyone believed the death of our lands was the after effects of the murder of Queen Renal. Aurora, home of the fairies was positioned just between Regalis and Largania. Only it was several hundred-thousand miles north of the island which was Pylira. I had never been there, but at night the lights of their island could be seen all the way from the castle in Ormshire. We called them the northern lights.

Regalis did not even have the remnants of grass. The straw seen everywhere else was a missing component to the realm labeled Bear Country. Nor was there dried dirt or a soft trickling river. No, the ground there was black as night and moved beneath our feet when we stepped. I kept to horseback, worried my body would slip far below the ground if I dared touch down. With each step of my horse, it felt as if we were back in Cherry Valley and I was walking over the squishy gym matt my friends and I used for cheerleading practice. I always felt off-kilter while walking on them, and the feeling was much the same as my mount clopped against the ground with forward movement.

The trees did not fare much better. They were unidentifiable. Long gone were the leaves, and branches that held them. Each looked to have been set on fire and left to burn. Only to have let the tops float away as ash. There were no birds, no pesky fae to contend with on the northeast side of the forest. The air was quiet.

“It’s far worse than I ever could have imagined,” Farlow stated sidling up next to me on his giant black stag.

“How is it the horses have not been affected?” I asked as Regginad slowed his steps to walk alongside me.

“We have cared for them much like we do the people. Kept indoors; in barns and stables. Fed table scraps, as all household pets, have been. Regalis doesn’t have any more wheat to feed them, and they seem not to mind. We keep healers on hand for both the people and the animals.”

“Take care of them, and they take care of you,” Tabby offered.

Regginad looked behind him to where Tabby sat on top of a chocolate colored mare.

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