The Swarm Trilogy by Megg Jensen

Author:Megg Jensen [Jensen, Megg]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 80 Pages, Inc
Published: 2015-04-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

I came to. At least I thought I did. Blackness enveloped me like the protective wing of a mother crow. I was the baby bird, wanting nothing more than to peek out at the light, but deathly afraid of what I might find. Even though I’d been unconscious, I hadn’t forgotten what happened the night before. Or day before. Or week.

I had no idea how long I’d been out.

The pounding sensation on my head where that man kicked me indicated maybe it had only been minutes.

No stranger to being thrown in a dark dungeon, I groped the floor with my hands searching for something, anything to tell me which way to venture. A hard floor. Clean. No straw scattered around like the last dungeon I’d been in. Alone in the darkness, I felt my bravery fail.

I sat back on my feet and sighed. I’d done nothing but fight since my birthday. Fought with Kellan and Bryden. Fought the king and Albree. Fought with Mags and Chase.

It was more than draining; it was downright soul-sucking.

I’d prepared my body to handle any situation I thought life would throw at me. Where did it get me? Stuck in another dungeon.

Bright light flooded into the room. I squinted, seeing a door far to the other side.

“Well, why are you crouched down on the floor like that? Like a scared little animal? That’s no way to conduct yourself. Get up, get up now.”

A round woman waddled into the room. Gowns piled up on her outstretched arms as she maneuvered herself around the furniture. My eyes focused. What I’d thought was a dungeon was really a beautifully appointed room. Damask tapestries hung from the windows. Darkly oiled, well-kept furniture dotted the floor. A table flanked by a few chairs near the window. It was just as beautiful as Mags’ queen quarters had been back in Fithia.

I glanced at what I’d thought was a rough dungeon floor, only to discover a woolen rug under my knees.

“We don’t usually sleep on the floor here,” the woman said. She draped the armful of dresses on a nearby chair.

I struggled to my feet, my legs stiff and sore.

“You must have been really tired to have fallen out of bed and not realized it. I’m Mayvis, by the way. Here to serve you.” She fussed around the room, straightening up things that weren’t even a mess. She clucked under her breath. “You need to get up and make yourself beautiful. You’ve been chosen for such an amazing honor.”

“Last I knew, some tiny beast stole me from the people who were protecting me. I have no idea where I am or what’s going on. Can you fill me in?”

She turned slowly, her sweet demeanor no longer comforting. Mayvis’ eyes narrowed and a small hint of a smirk mocked me. “You’re here to breed. We need your variety of magic and we need it as soon as possible. Not a day will go by that you won’t be expected to try to procreate with your new mate.

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