The Cursed Soul (Waves of Sorcery Book 1) by K.C. Smith

Author:K.C. Smith [Smith, K.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-10-02T16:00:00+00:00

18

Kamira

Kamira breathed in deeply. The room smelled like almond and fresh mint leaves mingled with the herbs she had ground down for her ointment. She sighed as she mixed the mint and herbs in beeswax to create a paste, trying to settle her tightly wound nerves.

That had not been how she wanted that conversation to go. He had such a deep-rooted hatred for Sorcerers and she could completely understand why. A Sorceress had ripped him from his life—torn it apart for something that he had no part in.

At first, she was going to tell him she would no longer help him. Partially because she didn’t actually think he was cursed, but mostly because of his extreme prejudice toward her people. But there was something in his face, hidden behind his hazel eyes, that showed her he wasn’t fully convinced. That, maybe, a small piece of him didn’t really want anyone to die—that, ultimately, he just wanted to go home again, to walk on land once more.

She wanted to believe she had actually seen those feelings in his gaze because if she had, then maybe she could prove to him that Sorcerers weren’t all bad, that they simply wanted the same thing that all of Emmoria did. Peace.

The realm didn’t need another dictator to eradicate an entire race of people. It needed a savior. It needed something to bring complete peace to the realm, and maybe, just maybe, if she could convince Doraan, and show him that it was possible, he could be Emmoria’s savior.

The bringer of peace.

Kamira had practiced her gifts everyday since boarding the Cursed Soul, and every time she did, she pushed herself a little bit further, gently prodding the well within her, gauging how far she could take her sorcery. She had never really been interested in power and politics, but maybe that was her true purpose in life. Maybe this was her way to help the ones she loved, as a Sorcerer consort to the Emperor. Was it fate that brought them together?

Kamira looked over at Doraan, noticing the fatigue through his heavy-lidded eyes and the way he was slumped against the wall. “You should lay down,” she said. “If you fall asleep like that, you’ll have pain in other areas of your body tomorrow morning.”

He smirked and scooted down, resting his head upon the pillow she had been using for the past week. Kamira gestured to his pants that were still covering his injury. “May I?”

He propped himself up on his elbows, nodding.

Kamira gently rolled Doraan’s pant leg up to reveal his limb. He watched her intently to gauge her reaction, but she kept her face completely void of emotion. It wasn’t pretty, she could admit, but she knew the difficulty it caused him for her to see it. The skin at the base was deeply scarred. She could see several jagged, puckered pink lines where someone, probably Lindor, had tried their best to sew the flesh together. She glanced up at him with a

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