The Court of Secrets (The Fate of Crowns Book 3) by Rebecca L. Garcia

Author:Rebecca L. Garcia [Garcia, Rebecca L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-06-08T05:00:00+00:00

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Blaise was spread out, wearing only his briefs. I pulled myself from his embrace, and he grumbled as he moved, but he didn’t wake.

Evil grasped at the manor, shadows of fingers grappling through the moonlit windows. Branches swayed as winds howled, pulling wisps of moss and leaves through them. My heart raced as I walked barefoot on the wood floor. Falling out into the dark hallway, I ran toward the front door. A guard was stationed there, watching, his staff in hand. A barrier spell had been placed around the building. I had to be safe, but something eerie coursed through the air. I stepped away from the door slowly, not to make any noise.

I jolted when the scream erupted and wailed through the night, screeching through my bones like a fork dragging against fine china.

“Morgana.” I gasped, her face floating into my mind. Her hollow eyes and sallow skin sent a shiver down my spine. I could see her as if I were standing in the dungeon with her. I blinked twice, and she was gone.

She’d said I had the gift of foresight years back, but I hadn’t believed her. The vision was far too vivid for me to dismiss. I pinched myself to make sure I was indeed awake, then pressed my lips together. Was she in trouble? Was that why I could sense her?

He sounded in my head. Let me in.

I shuddered. I knew that voice. “Go away.”

The potion drowned his next words. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing myself to go back upstairs, to the bed where I could cuddle in Blaise’s arms and forget everything bad that was happening, but fear rooted me to the spot. The grand staircase I’d run down looked sinister under the shadows and slices of moonlight.

I veered left, carrying the heaviness that pushed down on my shoulders all the way to the library. Blaise and I had read through one of the books but found nothing before heading to bed, but there were three more. My eyes burned as I creaked the heavy door open. Shelves lined three of the four walls, with books of red spines and brown, then eventually blue. I paused by a shelf, running my fingers along the bridges between books. Gold titles stamped the spines. The smell of parchment and old books filled the room, and I smiled. The fire hadn’t burned out completely. Embers glistened red among the blackened logs and crumbling ash. I grabbed the poker, prodded the dying heat, and added some newspapers and a couple of new logs.

I grabbed two books, then sprawled myself over the ornate blue rug in front of the fireplace and carved-wood mantel. My eyes blurred from fatigue, but I forced myself to focus. I was all Morgana had to help her. A trickle ran through our bond, one forged with foresight or time. I wasn’t sure which. The fire hissed, crackling as it slowly came back to life.

I turned the pages of the ancient, leather-bound book, feeling the hours slip into each other, bringing a deeper blackness of night.

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