The Third Soul Omnibus One by Jonathan Moeller

Author:Jonathan Moeller [Moeller, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Epic
Amazon: B00E07XV8W
Barnesnoble: B00E07XV8W
Goodreads: 20482794
Publisher: Jonathan Moeller
Published: 2014-09-28T23:00:00+00:00

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Seven hours and a dozen attempts later, they had made no progress. Rachaelis sat back upon her bunk, rubbing her aching head.

“It’s absorbing the spells,” said Thalia. “If it does indeed exist in the astral world as well, any spell we cast at it is pulled into the astral world and dissipated.”

“But why would a blood shaman even make something like this?” said Rachaelis. “What possible use could it have?”

“A shield, perhaps?” said Thalia. “To absorb hostile magic?”

Rachaelis shook her head. “It didn’t save Lady Anna from my astralfire.”

Thalia grinned. “Maybe that was because you’re so strong. You just overwhelmed the thing.”

“Then why didn't the spell destroy it?” said Rachaelis.

“Let’s stop for now,” said Thalia, wrapping the amulet in the torn strip of cloth. “We can try it again in the morning with a fresh head. Go get some food. I’m going to check on Magister Nazim.”

She disappeared in a burst of silver light.

Rachaelis walked to the door. She had changed out of the gown and back into the worn leather and wool of a mercenary scout. The trousers no longer bothered her. Odd that they became so comfortable so quickly.

Luthair sat in the hall, smiling, his eyes darting back and forth.

“Good evening, my lady,” said Luthair. “And may I say that leather suits you.”

“Thanks,” said Rachaelis. “Where’s Corthain?”

Luthair jerked his head towards the end of the hall. “The balcony. He’s always liked to go to balconies, when he wants to think.”

Rachaelis hesitated. “How long have you known him?”

“About seven years,” said Luthair. He produced a knife and began cleaning his fingernails. “Almost eight, now.”

“How did you meet?” said Rachaelis.

“I joined his mercenary company,” said Luthair. “I had recently escaped from a group of bandits, after…ah, relieving them of some ill-gotten gains. Lord Corthain’s company had a contract to destroy the bandits. I informed my lord Corthain about the bandits’ ambush, and he rather cleverly reversed their trap and destroyed them. He seemed like the sort of man who would bring his followers victory, so I’ve followed him ever since.” He lifted his knife, glancing at the edge. “And I was right, wasn’t I? The Hammer of Dark River, and now domn of Moiria. And he’ll rise higher yet, I’ll wager.” He grinned. “And I never like to lose a bet.”

“He is…quite an exceptional man,” said Rachaelis.

Luthair sighed. “But he’s going to get himself killed protecting you, you know.”

Rachaelis flinched. “What?”

“He likes you,” said Luthair. “All these years, and I’ve only seen him take a few women to his bed. Certainly he could have had his pick as domn of Moiria. I could never figure out why. Eventually, I realized that he feels obliged to defend anyone under his protection. And, for some mad reason, he considers having taken a woman to his bed to mean taking her under his protection.”

“Your reasoning is flawed,” said Rachaelis, voice cold. “Corthain hasn’t shared a bed with me.”

“Ah,” said Luthair with a lazy smile, “but he wants to. And I’d wager that you want him to.

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