The Dragon's Air Witch (Six Isles' Witches and Dragons Book 2) by Lisa Daniels

Author:Lisa Daniels [Daniels, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-30T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven – Evelyn

The cell was decidedly less comfortable than the bedroom. Evelyn didn’t much appreciate the single cell, or the angry, judgmental glares of the prison wardens who patrolled the cells. Anybody’s attempts to try and explain the situation were rebuffed. Meridas was missing, and Janus, she knew, was in a special prison that stopped him shapeshifting.

Funny how things turned out, really. One moment she’d been enjoying a rather vigorous sex session with Janus—the next, hauled out of her room by stone-faced authorities who seemed to think she might have had something to do with a murder in the corridor outside her room.

“It’s an obvious set-up,” Alex snapped from within one of the cells. The woman had been particularly agitated at being thrust into a cell. She’d unfortunately been on her way to inspect her rooms when she was caught. “There’s no benefit for any of us to get ourselves arrested. Someone wants us silenced.” Her brown-green eyes blazed in both fury and fear. “First we’re battered by a storm by someone who doesn’t want us reaching here, then within a day of arriving, we’re arrested for something we didn’t do!”

“Silence!” one of the guards snarled, banging his spear against her cell cage. A loud clang vibrated through the thin corridor, where about six of them were jailed. The rest of the crew were still at large, as far as they were aware. Unable to be implicated for a murder if they were on the other side of the city, naturally. But they were in the process of being found and brought in, due to group responsibility.

The gloomy little cell provided little light from within. All the light came from the orblights in the corridor where four black-clothed guards paced up and down, all wielding spears. At least two of them had magic—Evelyn smelled them using it constantly, and figured that the magic probably enhanced their physical fighting skills. Though she couldn’t be entirely sure, since she’d only read about it in school. They hadn’t had combat witches in the Isles for a while.

Alex looked as if she wanted to snap back at the guard, but thankfully held her tongue. Evelyn, however, couldn’t.

“We know we’re being framed, yes. We can assume the Conclave of Zamorka is behind it, as they’ve been seeking our fall for quite some time.”

The guard turned on her now, the physical magic thrumming through him.

“We haven’t got time for this,” Alex said. “The Creeping Rot’s killing our people and our islands as we speak.”

The guard, who was about to slam his spear against Evelyn’s cage, was stopped by the other guard humming with physical magic.

“Prisoner,” the second guard said in a baritone, “did you just say you’re having issue with Creeping Rot?” He continued to make aggressive silencing motions to the other guards, clearly wanting to listen further.

“Yes. One of our island’s floating cores is infected with it now. People with magic are being afflicted and killed. And...” she licked her lips, “I had an altercation with a Conclave member during my journey to try and heal the island.

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