Princess of the Elves by R L Medina

Author:R L Medina [Medina, R L]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moon Dragon Publishing
Published: 2019-09-26T16:00:00+00:00

14

A warmness tingled through me, and I winced as blood rushed to my head. The magic, a familiar presence now, coursed through me, giving me heightened senses. In my mind, I saw his mental shield. Layers of locks and doors. A fortress of metal and rock, keeping me out. I took a shaky breath and swept my hand across it. No sign of weakness.

How was I going to break through?

Sacha’s words came back to me. The secret was in emotion. Feelings could never quite be completely shielded and following the path of the strongest one would lead me to a weakened area. I spread out my fingers, searching. The voices and music faded away in the background. I tuned out the other’s emotions and focused on his.

Pride. Confidence. Revulsion. I hesitated. Each pulsed and throbbed with equal strength. Sweat dripped down my neck. The revulsion he had for me lashed out like a snake, making me tremble. I didn’t want to go near that emotion, but something told me it would be my best bet.

Swallowing my fear, I followed the thread. It wrapped around him so tightly, I couldn’t tell where it stopped and started. There. A crack. Faster than he could react, I summoned more power and pried open the shield. It trembled and bucked under my attack, trying to seal itself. No. I clawed at it, using all my mental strength to keep it open.

Something inside me snapped.

Pain roared to life. My body shook as the crack widened. His emotions and thoughts slammed against me, but I held tightly. Faintly aware of my gasping breath, I called on more magic and tore down his walls. They quaked beneath my power and shattered. His sharp cry echoed from far away.

Stop. Stop! His pained voice entered my mind.

I reeled back.

The crowd gasped, whispering together. Blood trickled from his nose. My gut clenched, my skin still thrumming with magic. He glanced at Aunt Cindra. She waved him away and he bowed stiffly, eyes refusing to meet mine. Guilt prickled me. Had I done that to him?

Aunt Cindra stood, smiling proudly at me. I released my breath. Sweat coated my neck and palms. Was it over? Could I leave now?

“Bravo!” Aunt Maloret’s voice echoed against the walls.

My eyes landed on her as she made her way forward, sporting a gaudy black cocktail dress.

She flashed me a smile. “Do it again.”

I gaped at her.

Aunt Cindra stiffened beside me. “The presentation is over.”

She pouted. “But I didn’t get to see the whole thing.”

“Pity.” Aunt Cindra’s voice fell flat.

Courtiers made room for her as she walked towards the throne. Aunt Cindra’s fists clenched by her sides. Anger rolled from her in waves. With a wave of her hand, she commanded her guards to block the platform.

Aunt Maloret smiled.

I watched their exchange in confusion. Grimera told me that my Aunt Maloret wasn’t welcomed in the other courts because of her fairy ancestry, but Aunt Cindra allowed her to come before. Weren’t they working together to find Mom? Why the animosity?

Aunt Maloret’s eyes twinkled.

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