Rogue Night (Robin of Larkspur Book 2) by Melinda Kucsera

Author:Melinda Kucsera [Kucsera, Melinda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Melinda Kucsera
Published: 2019-10-27T16:00:00+00:00

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Water plinked nearby. Robin opened her eyes and stared at the reflection of bars in the puddle just inches from her face. “Am I in jail?” Robin didn’t remember going to prison, but how else could she explain the bars she could so plainly see?

“Mommy,” a little girl called in a sing-song voice.

But Robin couldn’t look away from those bars. She’d tried so hard to keep herself out of jail, and she thought she’d succeeded.

“Mommy? Say something, please.”

A small hand combed the chin-length locks that had escaped from Robin’s hood away from her eyes. Robin wanted to speak, but every part of her body refused to respond to the desperate signals Robin sent it to move because every part of her was numb. She was a dead weight capable only of staring as a pair of dainty little feet appeared at the edge of the puddle.

A girl’s shadow blotted out the reflection, giving no hint of her identity, but Robin knew her. After all, the heart recognizes its own, and this girl, however improbable, was her daughter, Rosalie. But Rosalie was still an infant, and she was missing. This girl was neither missing nor an infant.

“Rosalie?”

“Yes, Mommy. You have to get up now.” A small hand passed in front of Robin’s face, and she struggled to move her hand to take it. Rosalie reached down and shook her shoulder. “The Good Mage needs you.”

“The Good Mage?” Could her daughter mean the mage whose power had formed the necklace glowing brightly around her neck? Its green light blotted out everything including Rosalie, turning the girl into a soft silhouette. “No!” Robin shouted. She was falling now into that light, and her limbs were tingling. Robin sought something—anything—to hold onto, but she couldn't stop her fall.

“I’m okay. I’m waiting for you with the Bright Boy.” Rosalie’s voice was fading fast, so was her hand on Robin’s shoulder. Rosalie must be trying to hold on because her fingers convulsed. “Come get me. I wanna go home.”

“You sound like me,” Robin marveled. She was losing the plot and couldn’t seem to stop doing that. A green light was consuming everything, and its edges were blackening. Robin concentrated on Rosalie’s voice. Her daughter was saying something, but it was so hard to make out what the girl was saying. “Rosalie?”

“I have to go now, Mommy. Keep the Furry Ones away from the Good Mage, okay? They want him bad. Don’t let them take him.”

“You mean the shapeshifters. What could they possibly want with him?”

Rosalie’s silhouette shook her head. Robin reached for her daughter, but her hand didn’t respond. “Not them. The other Furry Ones. Don’t let them take him.”

“You mean the Wild Hunt.”

Rosalie’s silhouette shrugged. “I don’t know who they are, just that they’re awfully furry, and they have claws.”

“Then you don’t have to worry because they’re not here, and here is where he must stay.”

“Oh, well then that’s okay, I guess.” Her silhouette seemed to be breaking apart and drifting away like smoke.

“Wait, will I see you again?” Robin asked, desperate for that answer to be yes.

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