Not Magic Enough by Valerie Douglas

Author:Valerie Douglas [Valerie Douglas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-08T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

It had been a long day but the weather had finally broken from another storm. Winter was winding up. The good thing was that there was a thick covering of snow, which meant the wells, springs and creeks would likely not go dry in summer unless it was as harsh as the winter promised to be. For that, Delae could only be grateful. She was mildly drunk on wine from toasting Dan and his handfasting to one of the miller’s daughters. Dan was only a scant five years younger than she and yet she felt that an age that lay between them, the years weighing heavily on her.

They seemed happy together though, Dan and his bride.

Still, it was a joyful occasion and there had been a great deal of laughter, some singing and dancing as Morlis played the gitar and one of the smallholders his pipe.

Escorting the last of the revelers out of the great room, listening as the wagons rumbled away into the night, Delae watched the clouds drift across the half moon. Had it only been a week? She smiled at her memories and took herself to bed, the wine sending her instantly and thankfully to sleep.

It was the sound of furniture scraping across the floor in the great room and a voice muttering hoarsely that woke her, sent a chill through her, a quick rush that made her knees weak. Had she left the bar off the door? She couldn’t remember. There was rarely any need.

No one else was here to do it, to defend, and so she must.

Grasping the sword behind the door, remembering when Dorovan had spotted it, she took it up. She feared his lessons might come in handy this night.

On bare silent feet, she hurried down the hall to the great room, a covered lantern in her free hand.

With the fire banked to coal and the moonlight that streamed through the shutters in the windows casting the only light, so the man who stood there was only a dim shadow.

The room was cold from the doors having been left open too long. One was still slightly ajar.

Quickly, Delae uncovered the lantern and stepped aside.

“Who are you to enter my home?” she demanded.

The figure turned, straightened and then swayed…

At first, she nearly didn’t recognize him he’d changed so much. His once handsome features were bloated. There were bags under his eyes. He’d gained an unsightly roundness in his belly and his skin was pale and white like a fish.

“Delae,” Kort said, drunkenly. “I’m home, wife.”

She wanted to weep but there was no point.

Her stomach churned and her jaw tightened. “Kort. What, wasn’t I sending you enough money? Have you lost it all already?”

After the third time he’d stolen from them, she’d simply paid him to stay away. It was simpler. Far easier than this.

Staggering only a little, he came toward her. “Where’s my greeting, wife? Aren’t you happy to see me?”

“No,” she said and turned her head just enough to call over her shoulder, “Hallis, Petra, come welcome my husband home.

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