The Consort by K.A. Linde

Author:K.A. Linde [Linde, K.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Publisher: K.A. Linde
Published: 2017-07-17T04:00:00+00:00

The run out of the castle was a blur.

Dean kept talking through the whole thing, but Cyrene didn’t hear any of it. She was sure he was trying to use it as a distraction. If she was overwhelmed with everything that had happened, she didn’t doubt that Dean was, too. That everyone who had been in that room was.

Magic was out.

No longer a fairy tale.

The entire Byern court had seen that she and Kael had it. One or two people could have tried to push the thought away as a hallucination but not hundreds of people. This changed the fabric of their world. She was sure there would be repercussions, but she didn’t want to be here to find out.

“Cyrene, this way!” Dean said as he nearly slammed into a body.

“Took you long enough,” Ahlvie said. “Hello again.”

Cyrene grinned. “I told you not to come back.”

“Then, you sent my brother. Decided to ignore your first request and listen to your second.”

“Of course you did.”

“Weren’t you supposed to wait for us on the perimeter?” Dean asked Ahlvie.

Ahlvie shot him a disbelieving look. “You think I’m going to trust you?”

Dean breathed heavily out through his nose. “I was taking all the risks. You could have at least given me the benefit of the doubt.”

“Not a chance.”

“Stop. Both of you,” Cyrene snapped. “I don’t want to hear it.”

Ahlvie and Dean fell silent and hurried along. They burst out a side entrance and sprinted through darkened gardens.

“This way,” Ahlvie said, running ahead through the maze, as if he could see the twists and turns perfectly in the dark.

She was panting as she tried to keep up. And then, out of nowhere, they rushed out of the hedges and ran straight toward an open gate. The handful of guards lay like knocked over dominoes as they passed. Cyrene felt a tug as she stepped through the exit. It was as if she were passing through an invisible barrier that didn’t want to release her. She pressed forward, and it let her go with a pop.

“Creator!” she breathed, leaning over with her hands on her knees. “What was that?”

“That’s whatever has been keeping you from your bond with Avoca,” Ahlvie said.

Cyrene’s mouth fell open. “She’s here?”

“We all are, but we should hurry.”

No wonder she could never sense Avoca. She could feel the bond, but she had assumed Avoca was too far away, still in Eleysia, and that Cyrene couldn’t pinpoint where Avoca was because of that. But no. She reached down within herself and felt that bond snap back into place.

She gasped as the familiar sense radiated through her body.

Avoca.

She tugged on that bond and immediately felt a response. She placed a hand on her heart and was near to tears. After all this time of feeling so abandoned, it had been this invisible barrier blocking her from Avoca. Her friend had been here, waiting for her.

“Enough crying over some barrier thing,” Ahlvie said with a laugh. “You’ll get to see her in a minute.”

“Yes, of course.

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