Trading By Stormlight (The Magic Below Paris Book 7) by C. M. Simpson & Michael Anderle

Author:C. M. Simpson & Michael Anderle [Simpson, C. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2020-01-27T22:00:00+00:00

16

Henri and “The Cub”

Marsh screamed as she fought to keep the mental shield in place. Roeglin was merciless, and Master Envermet was as sneaky as the Deeps.

They’d shown her how to form the shield, and then suggested she draw on the magic she knew. Thinking of the mental shield as a shadow bubble had helped her maintain it, but it did nothing to reduce the frequency of attacks coming from her two teachers.

Marsh wondered if she could counterattack, then remembered what had happened the last time she had called the lightning in Roeglin’s head. The memory made her flinch, and her defenses wavered.

Both Roeglin and the shadow master moved to take advantage, only to stop when Mordan bounded down the link. She knocked the two mages to one side and grabbed Marsh by the scruff of her mental neck.

There is no time for this. We need the cub. He needs the cub. Her thoughts were accompanied by clear mental pictures of Henri and Aisha.

Master Envermet and Roeglin stopped immediately.

I’ll let you go, Roeglin informed them.

To Marsh, it was like he stepped back through an invisible door and pulled it closed behind him. One minute he was there, the next he was gone. The sudden pang of loss hit hard and threatened to linger. She shoved it aside as Mordan dragged her back to her own head.

There is no time. Your mate will be waiting as he usually does.

As he usually did? Marsh wondered what Mordan meant by that, but the kat didn’t give her time to ask. She caught sight of Master Envermet’s startled expression as the door to the meeting space closed between them.

Mordan!

The kat dropped her in the center of her mind. We must fetch the cub. She is needed, Mordan repeated and drew her tongue up one side of Marsh’s face.

Coughing at the smell of the big kat’s breath, Marsh batted Mordan’s face away as she opened her eyes.

“All right, Dan! I’m coming. I’m here. Give it a minute!” She struggled to her feet, using the kat for support.

Funny, she remembered being on her feet when Master Envermet had drawn her into the meeting.

The woman who’d brought her up the stairs rose out of a nearby rocking chair, clicking her tongue softly. “I hope I caught you in time,” she said almost sympathetically. “That was quite a tumble you took.”

She’d caught her? Marsh arched her eyebrows, registering several points of pain. “Are you okay?”

The woman laughed. “You’re not that heavy,” she explained, “and I’m stronger than I look.”

She indicated Master Envermet, now blinking his way back to reality. “That one usually leans on the glass until he’s done. I wondered why you didn’t.”

Marsh scowled at the shadow captain. “No one warned me I needed to,” she grumbled, not mentioning that she’d probably fallen when the two shadow-mind mages had started teaching her how to block.

Not everyone needed to know she was developing that kind of magic as well.

“Thank you for catching me.”

Mordan bounded toward the stairs, making more noise than she needed to.

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