Teaching the King (Witchling Academy Book 1) by D.D. Chance

Author:D.D. Chance [Chance, D.D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781943768868
Publisher: Elewyn Publishing
Published: 2021-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

20

Aiden

I’d felt uneasy since I’d left Belle’s side, but now a sudden outrage blasted through me, nearly bringing me out of my chair.

Jorgen, I thought, catching a flash of Belle’s emotion. She wasn’t worried, which was the only reason I kept my place. But the djinn would face an accounting to be sure.

I shifted in my chair, grateful they weren’t sized for children, even though we were in a schoolroom. Instead, the war room, as the djinn called it, looked like any other meeting room in the castle. A long table with high-back chairs dominated the front of the room, while framed stands stood facing the table from all angles. The stands had nothing in them, no plate, glass, or board, but then they didn’t need to. They were fixed portals like the ones I had created for Belle, holding rapidly shifting images.

“You’ve been in here all this time?” I asked abruptly, interrupting some procedural outline Magnus was efficiently knocking through. “You’ve seen the war with the wraiths break out, then.”

“Not at all, my lord,” Magnus said without the slightest hint of irritation at my interruption. Then again, if he had been handling the delicate egos of the high Fae for centuries, he probably had lots of practice keeping a civil tongue. “When Mistress Reagan left the academy, we djinn essentially went dormant. We awakened only a short while ago. As you can imagine, there is quite a bit to catch up on, but with the tools at our disposal, we’ll manage.”

As he spoke, he gestured to the frames, which were filled with scenes from all corners of the realm. Some were quiet, some held ordinary levels of industry, some were open battlegrounds, and some were withered and empty shells of homes, even entire villages…all that was left of the wraiths’ attack.

“And there is already information I can provide you. The enemy you fight is one you have faced before,” Magnus said.

“We’ve been facing them nonstop for going on twelve straight years,” Niall grumbled, shifting in his chair. He wasn’t comfortable with the setup either, but his gaze jumped from frame to frame, greedily taking in the information. These portal windows were larger and clearer than the ones I usually conjured. Then again, so were the ones I’d cast from my bed this morning. A result of magic returning to the realm—or because Belle was nearby?

I scowled inwardly. I didn’t like relying so much on a single human woman. Whoever thought that would be a good idea? Especially given the results. My grandfather, or any of the kings before him, should have foreseen the possibility of an escaping witch long before it came to a breaking point. How could we have trusted the witches so long, and so well? Especially if the previous kings had felt the same maddening attraction for their witches that I felt for Belle?

“I’m not talking about adversaries you’ve fought recently, but deep within the mists of time,” the djinn answered Niall, refocusing my attention. “By some accounts, you won those mighty battles long ago.

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