The Bright and the Blue: A Cozy Romantic Fantasy Novel by Amy Yorke

Author:Amy Yorke [Yorke, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Glasslook Press
Published: 2024-07-03T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

MAGIC AND MAYHEM

Alison

Alison awoke to a kiss.

It was a good kiss, soft and sweet, the lips that met hers warm with a taste of honey.

There was a strange lack of facial hair, though. No hair or stubble at all. Had Keir already gotten up and shaved?

“Good morning,” said Rinka as she pulled away.

Alison screamed.

“What are you doing? What’s going on? Where’s Keir?”

The orc in Alison’s bed yawned and stretched, the white lace of her borrowed nightgown peeking out from under the sheets. Her long, red hair tumbled into her face as she propped herself up on the pillow. “Come back to bed, my love,” said Rinka.

Magic. It had to be. Some kind of fairy magic, maybe in the food that they ate? Alison wasn’t certain, but whatever it was, she needed to find a way to stop it.

Alison leaned out the door into a hallway. There were several rooms in this treehouse. The girls had been given two on this side of the hallway, the boys right on the other side.

“Keir?” Alison called at his door, knocking lightly. “I need some help. Something’s wrong with Rinka.”

The door burst open, sending Alison falling forward into the room.

“Rinka?” called Keir. “My darling, what’s wrong?” He ran from the room into the hall, leaving Alison to pull herself up from the floor.

“Oh great,” muttered Alison. “You too.”

She gathered herself and ran back into her room.

Keir was trying to get into the bed with Rinka. “Are you hurt? Rinka, sweetheart, talk to me.”

“Who the hells are you? Alison! It’s not what it looks like. I don’t know this man. Don’t worry; I’ll get rid of him.”

Alison watched, horrified, as Rinka in her lacy nightgown lifted Keir by the waist and threw him over her shoulder.

He didn’t fight back. “Really, Rinka? Right here in front of your friend?” he said, laughing.

“Rinka, no!” shouted Alison seconds before disaster. Rinka had made her way to the glassless window and was about to throw him through it and to his death several stories below.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Do you know him? Did you bring him here for us? A little unconventional, but I’m open to new experiences—”

“No, Rinka. Something has happened to both of you. You’re not being yourselves. Put him down so we can talk.”

“Good idea,” said Rinka. “Let’s discuss boundaries—”

“What is the meaning of this?” came a voice from the hallway.

“Prince Idris,” said Alison, giving a small curtsy and pulling up her chemise. “Your highness. Rinka told me you are an expert with magic. Perhaps you can help us sort out this mess.”

“Anything for you, my little chipmunk,” said Idris. He draped a large arm around her.

“Chipmunk?” She sighed, removing his arm with some effort. “Not you too.”

“What did you just call her?” asked Rinka.

“Alison, why are these people in your room?” asked Idris. “Would you like me to get rid of them?”

“No,” said Alison, and then she turned to see him holding a sword. “Stop! Where did you get that? Put it away. They’re my friends.

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