The Sorceress: An Epic Fantasy Saga (Origins Book 3) by James Eggebeen

Author:James Eggebeen [Eggebeen, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2021-06-07T16:00:00+00:00

Rotiaqua was taken to a comfortable chamber in the temple and left alone. She tried the door and found it unlocked, but a spell kept her from walking out. Sulrad had put an enchantment on her that sapped her will and kept her docile. She tried to break the spell, but she didn’t have the willpower to focus long enough on the task. Finally, frustrated and exhausted, she fell into a troubled sleep.

The next morning, Sulrad came to see her. “I trust you slept well?” he asked.

“I slept, but I would have slept well if I had slept in my own bed.” Rotiaqua tried to fight his control as much as possible. Even this small step toward independent thought made her feel that there was hope of breaking free.

“This is your bed now.” He waved his hand. “You have everything you need right here. You heard what your father said. You are no longer a royal. This is your new life. You will come to love it here. What I am building is grand and glorious. We will heal the sick and infirm. We will help countless people using my magic, and yours. Can you not see the good in that?”

“All the while, you are taking the golds from the wealthy and turning away the poor who need your help the most,” she said. “How can you call that doing good?”

“Everything costs golds. Nothing comes free, not even healing. How do you think I power my healing spells? From my own reserves?” He sat on the edge of the bed and faced her. “If I used my own reserves to heal the sick, I would soon be impoverished and be unable to help anyone. I take power where I can to drive my spells. Surely you don’t expect me to heal others at a cost to myself?”

“I know where you get your power.” Rotiaqua recalled Zhimosom’s description of the sacrifice of the young girl, Brill.

“There must be a balance. In order to save a life, one must be given. It’s not as if the small folk have much of a life. Their existence is short and full of pain and hunger. They don’t have a great deal to lose. By helping those able to pay, I can build a temple that will stand forever and continue the good I start long after I am gone. Think it over. I can keep you under this spell for as long as it takes to make up your mind. Join me in this. Together we can spread the truth of Ran to the whole world.”

He left her to ponder his words.

It was difficult to form her own thoughts, but eventually, she managed an idea. Zhimosom. He would know what to do. She gathered her magic to her and reached out to him. It was difficult, but she was able to contact him.

He was in a cell near her, sitting on a stone bench. He was chained to the wall. There was no enchantment on the cell that restrained him, but he seemed unable to fight back, just as she was.

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