The Deadly Magician (The Memory Stones Series Book 2) by Quyle Jeffrey

Author:Quyle, Jeffrey [Quyle, Jeffrey]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-04-29T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Theus awoke first in the morning, as darkness was turning to gray outside Torella’s window. He gently disengaged her arms from around his shoulders, then slowly sat up on the edge of the bed. He bent over to pull on his boots, then stretched his arms over his head, and stood up. He was feeling better than he had the night before; the horror of the touch of the magician had been enduring. Only the opportunity to sleep against Torella, taking comfort in the feel of her body pressed innocently against his, had helped to wash away the residual dregs of fear.

When he stood he felt ready to move on with the duties he had ahead for the day; breakfast delivery to the armory, and fencing, then service to Lady Citrice, and then the chance to return to the kitchen to begin mixing the additional medicines needed by the patients in the hospice.

His eyes were adjusted to the growing dim light in Torella’s room. He saw, to his shock and horror, that there was a person sitting in the chair in the corner of the room.

“So, you’re Theus?” the man’s voice spoke, as Theus gasped audibly. He wished he carried a weapon – a sword, or knife, or staff – anything.

“I am,” was all he answered, waiting to find out what the intruder’s intention was. Theus reached down and gently tapped Torella behind him without looking. He wanted the girl to be awake and alert to the situation, in case she had to flee for safety.

It had to be the magician, Theus realized. Or if not the magician himself, one of his minions, sent to do some damage to Theus in retribution for the strange occurrence at the restaurant the night before.

The stranger stood up, unsteadily, it seemed in the dimness.

“What is it Theus?” Torella’s voice behind him responded to his prodding.

“Theus the healer. Theus the do-gooder. Theus the hero,” the stranger said mockingly.

“Oh,” Torella’s voice had a catch in it.

“This is the good you do?” the man asked, confusing Theus.

“Ruune?” Torella’s voice spoke a name.

“My betrothed?” the intruder answered bitterly.

Theus felt a second profound shock. He realized the situation. He was in bed with the woman who was supposed to be faithful to Ruune.

“This isn’t what it seems,” Theus protested.

Torella sat up and leapt off the bed. She ran over to Runne and threw her arms around him.

“You’re up! You’re out of the hospice!” she was full of joy.

“And you’re taking other men to your bed,” Ruune’s one arm attempted to break Torella’s clinch; the man struggled to push the girl away.

“We were only together for protection from the evil of the magician. He frightened us last night,” Theus protested. “We did nothing wrong. We were on the same bed, to feel safe, but that’s all.” He raised his voice to emphasize his words.

“Truly Ruune!” Torella said beseechingly. “The magician Donal was in a restaurant last night, where we were. And he touched me – it was horrible.

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