Mirror Mage by Linsey Hall

Author:Linsey Hall [Hall, Linsey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bonnie Doon Press
Published: 2016-05-02T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Exhaustion tugged at me as I sat on the floor, my back pressed against Amara’s. They’d given her a box to sit on so that our necks were at the same level. Nix had joined us twenty minutes ago, coming in from the village. She’d left Del at the pub. No need to have too many FireSouls here, even if we were helping them. We told the council Nix had traveled with a transport charm to explain her quick arrival.

Her eyes had been wide with an “oh hell no” expression as I’d told her what I wanted her to do. But eventually, she’d caved.

“Okay, Amara,” Nix said. “I’m just going to use my magic to make a replica of your collar. There will be light, but you won’t feel anything.”

Nix’s green gaze caught mine. I tried to smile, but it didn’t work. I was so tired I probably looked like a ton of bricks had hit me, and to be frank, this was a dumb idea. Selfless—I’d take that credit, thanks—but dumb for anyone who wanted to live a nice, long life.

It hadn’t taken Nix long to figure out why I was doing this. She’d come from the same place as me, after all. It was Nix that Amara had reminded me of when I’d first seen her, scared and huddled against the wall. Some things were more important than living a nice, long life.

Nix reached out and squeezed my shoulder, then hovered her hand near our necks. The light, floral scent of her magic surged. She’d never had my control problems, so she was more practiced with her skills. From the corner of my eye, I caught sight of the glow, but it wasn’t until I felt the heavy weight of the collar squeezing my neck that I knew she was done.

My stomach pitched and rolled at the feel of it. But it would only get worse when the spell was transferred. Just the idea made me feel like a thousand-pound weight dragged at my neck.

Aidan watched from the side of the room, arms crossed over his chest and scowl fierce. I looked away. He didn’t like it, but it’s not like he had a choice in the matter.

“Okay, now I’m going to transfer the magic, Amara,” Nix said. “It shouldn’t hurt, but if it does, you need to tell me right away, okay?”

Amara’s head bobbed against mine as she nodded.

As quietly as I could, I sucked in a deep breath and held it. Again, Nix hovered her hand near our necks. I strained my eyes to see, only briefly catching a glimpse of the blue smoke that usually accompanied a spell transfer.

A gross, sickly feeling spread through my body. Not really physical, but like my soul was being coated with tar. Was this what Amara had felt?

A cold sweat broke out over my skin as the feeling increased, the magic flowing into the collar. I felt polluted. Like a pond outside a sewage plant into which someone had dumped a bunch of garbage.

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