Prisoner: A Beauty and the Beast Retelling (The Scarred Mage of Roseward Book 2) by Sylvia Mercedes

Author:Sylvia Mercedes [Mercedes, Sylvia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: FireWyrm Books
Published: 2020-12-09T16:00:00+00:00

When Soran spied that wild red mane in the distance, his heart surged in his breast. He’d walked almost all the way around the island and was half convinced that Kyriakos had found the girl and spirited her away while he fruitlessly hunted high and low.

But no. No, there she was, approaching him on the cliff path with the hood of her fur-trimmed cloak blown back and her hair streaming behind her. Was she an illusion? Was she a dream conjured by the Thorn Maiden or his own half-mad mind?

“Miss Beck!” he called out.

She lifted her gaze, which had been fixed on her own feet, and offered him a wave and a smile. It was so incongruous, so ridiculous, it could only be real. He surely couldn’t dream such a thing.

Biting back curses that were more like prayers of gratitude, he ran toward her up the path. He had not stopped to don his robes before leaving the lighthouse, and the wind flayed through the thin fabric of his shirt. He hardly felt it. A warm flush of relief mingling with fear and anger heated him from his core.

He sped across the stretch of ground between them, and as soon as he was close enough to see her features clearly, barked, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Well, good morning to you, too,” she answered with a tilt of her head and shrugged one shoulder, indicating her satchel. “What does it look like I’m doing? I’ve just been up to the great house, and—Oi! What is this?”

He had grabbed her arm, rougher than he intended in his haste, and dragged her off the path into the shelter of the trees. “Have you taken leave of your senses?” he growled. “Did you not see Noxaur on our horizon? Did you not realize where we’ve come?”

“Yes, I saw,” the girl answered, twisting her arm in a vain attempt to escape his grasp. “I saw it. Of course, I saw it. And I thought you’d probably lock us down indoors for the next few days, and I knew we was running low on tea. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to be trapped in that one room with your smelly little wyvern for days on end without a proper brew to be had! So, I thought I’d nip out and—”

“It was foolish. Foolish, Miss Beck!” Soran looked back over his shoulder toward the open cliff top. Who could say whether Kyriakos had spies out on the water even now? Spies who would report back to him about a red-headed mortal girl walking in open view.

“I kept a wary eye out,” she muttered, no longer protesting as he dragged her swiftly through the trees. “I didn’t see sign of harpens or any other beasties.”

Soran growled wordlessly. The lighthouse was not far off now. Once she was behind those doors, the protections ought to be enough to block out any trace of her. He doubled his pace, forcing her to run to keep up with him.

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