The Dark Lands by Christina Bauer

Author:Christina Bauer [Bauer, Christina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 5516553
Amazon: B0725HXWBW
Publisher: Monster House Books, LLC
Published: 2018-09-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Once we leave Obsidian, Jaime leads us on a long walk through more dark passageways. We hike a few wide, winding staircases. What Black Wing Manor lacks in terms of design diversity, it certainly makes up for in space. In other words, this place is a big-ass mansion decorated with a shit-ton of ravens.

Jaime leads us to a sparse room. A few simple wooden chairs line the walls. There’s one window—that’s too small to sneak out of—and which is covered in black glass. And yes, everything in here is made from dark wood. At least there are no raven carvings. Bonus.

Jaime makes his goodbyes and shuts the door. The moment Lincoln and I are alone, something vibrates against my chest. I gasp. Did someone hit me with a spell? Then I remember it.

My phone from Cissy.

My dragonscale fighting suit doesn’t have pockets (total design flaw but I love the outfit anyway.) Cissy gave me this clippy necklace to hold my new phone under the suit. Now that device is shimmying against my rib cage. Pulling out the phone, I flip it open and see XAV AND CAM written on the little screen. I push the very-easy-to-understand call button.

“Myla? Are you there?” My father sounds pretty freaked. Although, based on how confused he was about calling a cell phone from a wall phone, this might just be technology angst I’m dealing with here.

Lincoln narrows his eyes. “Who is it?”

“My father,” I reply to Lincoln. Then I speak to the phone. “What’s going on, Dad? It’s only seven o’clock. We’re not supposed to talk until nine.” My pulse speeds. “Did you learn something about Lucifer’s Gauntlets or Inferno?”

“It’s terrible,” says Dad. “Your mother got called off for that mayor’s meeting. She isn’t here and Maxon got…” He inhales a long breath.

Hells bells. Something is wrong with my baby. My body feels like I instantly plunged into an ice bath. Lincoln has dad-sense, so he pauses too. His mismatched eyes lock with mine. Every line of my guy’s face is etched with worry.

I force in a deep breath. “Just tell me what happened.”

“Maxon has … a diaper rash.”

I wait for the rest of the story. It can’t be Maxon has a diaper rash and that’s it. “Oooookay. Diaper rash. And what else?”

“Didn’t you hear me?” Dad’s voice takes on a note of hysteria. “His bum is all red.”

“So that’s diaper rash.” I make a conscious effort to sound super calm. “Got it.”

Beside me, Lincoln relaxes. The words ‘diaper rash’ did the trick. Lincoln launches into one of his classic activities when entering a new space: inspecting the walls to find hidden doors and such. Antrum is filled with these secret passages, and my guy can uncover them like you wouldn’t believe.

“Yes, it’s diaper rash,” Dad continues. “So I found the diaper cream and put it on. Here’s my question. How much is too much?”

My forehead crumples with confusion. What exactly happened here? “Tell me what you did.”

“Well, you know how butts have a crack?”

How am I having this conversation with my father? “Yes.

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