Magical Arts Academy: Ghostly Return by Lucia Ashta

Author:Lucia Ashta [Ashta, Lucia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Awaken to Peace Press
Published: 2018-10-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

I’d anticipated some kind of reaction from the ghosts. Even so, the way they reacted was wholly unexpected.

“Oh, those sniveling toads!” the great Lady Gosselin said, working herself into a fury. “Who do they think they are lording over the magical world? And the non-magical world too! They must have lost their bloody minds.”

I blinked at her, unsure what to say to the raging ghost, who clearly had been aware of the existence of magic—and not just the rumors, the real thing.

“Can you believe it, Steven?”

When the tall, thin man who’d been pinning her in his glare when I first met up with them revealed himself to be Steven, a ghost the Lady Gosselin deigned herself to speak to, I was shocked. “I can believe it,” he said. “I saw it coming. Didn’t I tell you I thought something like this would happen?”

“I suppose you did, but I still can barely believe it. It’s madness.”

Well, there was one point I could definitely agree with. It was totally madness, and worse, somehow I’d gotten roped in the middle of it—literally. I clung to my lifeline and studied the ghosts surrounding me. Even those quiet ones, clearly intimidated by Lady Gosselin, were upset at my explanation, and I’d kept lots of things to myself. There wasn’t enough time to recount how many occasions the Sorcerers had infiltrated the academy’s defenses. How many times we’d neared a place from which we couldn’t return.

Case in point, I was dead because I’d intervened in one of the Sorcerers’ dark spells. Curiously, no one had asked how I’d died.

“I know Lord Albacus of Irele,” the Lady Gosselin was saying, “and you definitely need him on your side in this war.”

“You don’t actually know Albacus,” Steven said, while the rest of the ghosts observed their banter like it was a tennis match, and it wasn’t their place to intervene. “You know of Albacus, and that’s a very different thing.”

“Not in this instance, it isn’t. I know everything there is to know about his reputation. I certainly know enough to understand how incredibly important it is that this girl find him.”

“My name is Isadora,” I said, and she dismissed me with a wave of her hand.

“We have to help her.”

I arched my eyebrows at that. The Lady Gosselin had suddenly gone from I to we.

Lady Gosselin continued. “There’s no better wizard than Lord Albacus of Irele, beyond his brother Lord Mordecai, of course.”

So she does know them! Or of them at the very least.

“We’ll help her, won’t we, Steven?”

Steven didn’t answer right away. Opposite in every way to Lady Gosselin, he studied me with piercing eyes that made me want to squirm at his attention.

He was tall and thin, where Lady Gosselin was curvaceous, almost plump. Whereas she was bedecked with every advantage of fashion, he was dressed simply. His clothes were cut elegantly but designed not to draw the eye.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. “What is it? Why are you looking at me like that?”

He took his time to answer, during which even the other ghosts seemed impatient for his reply.

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