The Thorn Prison (Avallon Academy Book 2) by Penny BroJacquie

Author:Penny BroJacquie [BroJacquie, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fairies, urban fantasy, Contemporary Fantasy, Arthurian legend
Publisher: Penny BroJacquie
Published: 2020-09-11T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 5

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Was that a sand dune we were trapped in?

First it was ice, now it was sand. First it was water, now it was earth. Did the riddles have something to do with the Five Elements?

I remembered something that I read in the old book Arthur had given me. The Five Elements were Fire, Water, Wood, Metal, and Earth. If that was the case and we had already encountered Water and Earth, I did not even dare to think about what would be next. Fire? But first we had to solve the riddle in this sand cell before we got to know what our next challenge would be.

We were dipped into an abyss of sand and it was hot as if we were in the Sahara desert. A chill ran through my spine when I thought how hot the Fire element challenge would be.

“Are you okay?” Tristan asked.

“I’ve got sand in my panties. That is not okay,” I groaned.

“Do you want to know what is not okay? You landed on my head, that is what is not okay!” That was not Tristan’s voice.

“Where are you?” I shouted as I started digging with my hands in the sand under me. If I were correct, the man whom we were now trying to save was our passport to the next riddle. And if we were able to solve it, then there would only be two more challenges to go.

“Who are you?” I asked in a loud voice as my fingers touched his fingers through the sand.

“I am freaking Pally. And you are the last person on Earth that I wished to see.”

It took me a few seconds to realize that it was not me he was talking to.

“Tristan, you son of a gun, what are you doing here?” the man said as his head popped up from the sand dune; he did not sound content.

“Palamedes Safir, so not happy to see you.” Tristan dropped the man’s hand so abruptly that he would have dived in the sand again if I had not grabbed his wrist on time.

“What is this? A cockfight?” I yelled. “Or should I say a vampire fight?”

“Me? Vampire? Freaking no!” Pally yelled. “I am a freaking werewolf.”

Even dipped in hot sparkling sand, I could smell it in the air that it was a triangle situation.

“So if you are Edward and you are Jacob,” I said pointing to Tristan and Pally consecutively, “then who is Bella? Izolde?”

“No freaking way,” said Pally. “Izolde is not a human. She is a fae.”

“She is not just a fae; she is my wife,” Tristan said. “That is the reason we were both thrown in Thorn Prison.

It was getting better and better. “Whoa, Tristan, you did not mention that you two eventually got married.”

“We eloped,” said Tristan. “It was Gráinne’s spell that brought us together and Izolde was finally able to explain to me what she really was and where she came from.

King Mark had repeatedly endeavored to have us tried for treason to our kinds, but with a potion Gráinne made for us, we succeeded to preserve our façade of innocence.

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