Shadowspire (Wytch Kings, Book 3) by Jaye McKenna

Author:Jaye McKenna
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: magic, dragons, glbt, shapeshifter, fantasy romance, gay romance, abduction, prince, wizard, dragon shifters
Publisher: Jaye McKenna

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Jaire woke with a start. His head was clear, and the horrible, dragging feeling of the blood-chain was gone. His hand flew to his throat. To his relief, the amulet still hung around his neck. Whatever shielding Vayne’s father had woven into it must have concealed its true nature from his captors, as it had fooled Master Ilya.

He sat up slowly. The room was oddly-shaped, the outer wall curved as if it was part of a tower. The only furniture was the bed on which he lay. Soft, yellow mythe-light came from several glowing mythe-stones mounted on the ceiling, and bright daylight came through a window set into the curved wall. Curious, he rolled off the bed to have a look outside. Beyond the metal bars covering the glass, all he could see were jagged, snow-capped mountains. The ground was so far below him, he had a momentary sense of vertigo, and had to step away from the window to stop his head from spinning.

Was he in the Iceshards?

But who would bring him here? And why?

Jaire sank back down on the bed and extended his mythe-senses the way Ilya had taught him. Somewhere beneath him he sensed another presence, but it felt as if it were veiled, the emotional impressions thick and muffled, as if the person were deep in dreams.

Farther down, he sensed Kian. His relief at finding the healer was short-lived; Kian’s mythe-shadow felt vague and hazy, as if he was drugged.

Two other presences moved in the space near Kian, both of them glowing with the kind of power he associated with Wytch Masters. One of them felt like Faah. The other wasn’t at all familiar. Not wanting to draw their attention, Jaire quickly veiled his mind.

Two Wytch Masters… and he’d been taken by Drachan. Had the Wytch Council decided to push the issue of the succession by kidnapping him? He rejected the idea almost as soon as it occurred to him. Faah knew a betrothal was being negotiated; he’d been there at Court when Ord had requested it and Jaire had accepted.

But what else could the Wytch Council possibly want with him?

He called for Vayne, but there was no answer. The ghost-prince must have been forced back into the mythe when Jaire had been taken away on horseback.

How long before Vayne returned? The ghost-prince had said time ran strangely in the mythe; by the time he found his way back to Jaire, this might all be long over.

Jaire tried to take comfort in the knowledge that wherever he was, Ilya could find him. And once Ilya had located him, Garrik would come for him. Of course he would.

But then his all-too-practical mind started considering how much time would pass before Garrik even knew he was missing… and how long Ambris would wait before venturing forth from the hideaway… and whether or not he’d dare risk shifting while a Council representative was creeping about…

Garrik might not even realize he was gone yet.

Determined to do what he could to help himself, Jaire got to his feet and made a thorough exploration of his surroundings.

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