Star Mage by Thorne R. K

Author:Thorne, R. K. [Thorne, R. K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Amazon: B0768VH542
Goodreads: 33275199
Publisher: Iron Antler Books
Published: 2017-10-07T06:00:00+00:00

Miara trudged down to the stables. Siliana should be looking for her with an update on Opia and the others, but at that moment, the last thing she wanted to think about was the loyalty of her attendants, whether well-meaning or homicidal. The pounding in her head had started to return, but now she was determined to weather it. Scanning her system told her the effects of it had mostly faded, however; the substance must simply be more drug than poison and have extremely addictive qualities. How considerate of Opia. She sighed.

She was used to her life not mattering to the Masters or risking it doing something nefarious. But someone trying to hurt her for being herself? For simply being alive, and in love, and trying to do the right thing? That was new, and surprisingly frustrating. She could only hope that Kalan and Etral had had no part in it.

She stalked down to the stables, using all her skill to get there without being heard or seen. She slipped into Ata’s stall and whiled away an hour, brushing her soft, chestnut hair, muttering sweet nothings, and resting her forehead against Ata’s quiet, reassuring warmth. Ata didn’t have to argue over complex human things, like whether evil things done in the service of good motives were still good. Horses didn’t have argue those points with those they loved dearly.

Miara tensed at the sound of footsteps. The stable boy rounded the corner and gaped at her, fumbling and dropping his bale of hay.

“Did you want to go for a ride, my lady?” muttered the boy, clearly uncertain as to any other reason why she’d be in the stables. She supposed it was an unusual place for one to find peace of mind, but it wasn’t unusual for her.

Ata huffed and stomped a foot at the words in slight excitement, though, and Miara pursed her lips.

“Yes,” she told him, stepping back.

“I’ll prepare your horse, my lady.” And he tossed the hay out of the way and hurried to get the saddle.

She looked down at her dress in dismay—she hadn’t considered that part of the picture. But perhaps it was best she gave it a shot, dress and all, to see how truly bad it could be.

Truth be told, it wasn’t quite as terrible as she hoped, and though having bare thighs pressed against the saddle was a little uncomfortable, the stable boy knew more than she did about accommodating her skirt, which he deftly, if nervously, spread out gracefully around Ata’s flanks and rump in a way that looked a bit like a covered wagon but also very elegant. She wasn’t going to be galloping or jumping any logs, but it would do.

The brisk air and city sights were a welcome distraction. The stable hand must have alerted someone of what she was doing, because the same four guards that had accompanied her last time appeared out of nowhere to ride in their four-pillar formation. This meant she drew more stares, and

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