Midnight Enchantment by Anya Bast

Author:Anya Bast
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781101560068
Publisher: Penguin Group USA, Inc.
Published: 2012-02-06T23:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

ELIZABETH stepped out into the comforting twilight of a chilly late afternoon and heard the crunch of snow under her boots. She headed for the tree line and began to gather kindling and place it into the basket she held. It was nice to get outside and draw fresh air into her lungs. The air had an icy bite to it, and a large amount of snow had fallen. The SUV Niall had driven could still handle the roads, but barely. If it started snowing heavily again, they’d have to leave.

Over the last day she’d gained a lot of strength, though she didn’t quite have enough power yet to dissolve. The iron sickness was rapidly on its way out of her body, and she hoped like hell she never experienced it again.

She and Niall had spent an uncomfortable amount of time talking during the time she’d been recovering. He’d saved her. He’d helped her. Elizabeth wasn’t sure what to do with those facts or the most disturbing thing of all—she liked being with him.

Kneeling, she scooped a handful of snow into her palm and let it melt. It called to her, sparking yearning in her chest for her water self.

Footsteps crunched behind her, and she turned to see Niall. “Let me help you with that.” He reached for the basket.

She snatched it away from him, frowning. “I can handle the weight of a few sticks, Niall.”

He shrugged and stuck his hands into his pockets. “I can gather the wood on my own.”

Not looking at him, she knelt and placed another branch into the basket. “You’ve been doing everything and I don’t like to feel beholden to others.”

“You should be resting.”

“I need to get out a little, feel the snow on my cheeks and get some fresh air into my lungs.”

“You still look pale.”

“Who are you, my mother?”

He grinned. “No, I’m definitely not that. I don’t have very motherly-type thoughts where you’re concerned.”

She felt her cheeks heat and turned away. Damned man was hard to resist, and with every day she spent with him, she had more trouble remembering why she should.

Reaching down, he pulled out a stick peeking from a snowdrift and set it into the basket. “Speaking of your mother—”

“No.”

He raised his eyebrows. “You don’t even know what I was about to say.”

“I don’t want to talk about her.” She turned away from him.

He grasped her elbow and turned her back toward him. “We’re going to have to talk about this sometime.”

Her gaze met his and held. “Not today. It’s a good day and I don’t want to ruin it.”

“Okay, why not procrastinate a little longer? It’s not as if the fate of the fae world hangs in the balance or anything.”

She swallowed hard. “It’s not that I don’t feel guilty.”

“You’re too young to remember.” He walked a short distance away from her, looking for more branches. “You have no idea what the Great Sweep was like.”

“How were you taken? Were you sick?”

He nodded. “A human man chained me in charmed iron even though I couldn’t move because I was so sick from the Watt.

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