Portal Magic by Viola Grace

Author:Viola Grace [Grace, Viola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Viola Grace
Published: 2024-07-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Rehalla was wrapped in comfortable warmth. Her back was against something rigid, and when it moved, she realized it was a person. The arm around her hip and belly was blue. “Aken?”

He kissed her shoulder. “Who are you expecting?”

“The inquisitor, but he doesn’t spoon.”

“He did this to you?”

“Yeah. It’s his job.”

“Your mind has scarring.”

“Sure. It would. I am the most prolific executioner in the last three hundred years.”

“So, each time you go out, you get your mind scrubbed?”

She swallowed, but it was easier to speak with him behind her. “Yeah, I don’t like to hear the memory of the screams. They tend to send me after child abusers, but the screams still hurt. They echo.”

“You are not meant to cause pain, Rehalla.” He paused as if saying something profound.

“I know.” She exhaled slowly. “I know, but it’s all I am good at.”

“The fire doesn’t like being used that way.”

She twisted, but he held her. “What?”

“The fire is alive, and it does not like being used for nothing but death. It lashes out.”

Rehalla was still tired, so she started to cry. “That explains a bit. A lot.”

“It has been a rough night for you.” He kissed her neck.

“How are your nuts?”

He chuckled. “They recovered.”

“Good. I panicked.”

He brushed his lips along the side of her neck and grazed his canines across the spot he had identified. “Because of this? How do you know about this?”

“I can read. Missy and I both have bloodlines from the outworlders. I have been looking for books on the subject on every mission.” She brought her hands up and summoned the fire. She whispered, “I am sorry.”

The flickering flames paused and then stroked her cheek. They disappeared back into her palms a moment later. She felt a light warmth inside her, and the fire felt... happy?

“Why did you apologize to it?”

“It isn’t the fire’s fault that I have accepted that it only had one purpose.” She sighed. “I haven’t been able to find books on dark fire.” She felt herself drooping.

“We have some here. It is a djinn adaptation. Are you still tired?”

Rehalla nodded. “Just a little bit. The fire is doing something.”

“Thank goodness. You have too many scars.”

“It’s not near my scars.” She drooped and slept again.

She heard the sound of water and a woman saying, “Aken, it isn’t seemly for you to tend to her.”

“I brought her here knowing that she would need time and care. I am willing to cover both, but I need to remain with her. It isn’t even a joke, Mother.”

Rehalla was picked up and carried through the bedroom and into a room filled with scented steam.

“Aken, we have maids that can help her.”

“Yes, and I am here to help her now. If her fire lashes out at you, you are on your own.” He chuckled and stepped down a few steps until he began to settle, and warm water gripped her feet, her butt, and then her legs. Her torso followed as Aken settled.

Her fire was currently still doing something in her lower abdomen.

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