A Guiding Light~A Royal States Novel by Susan Copperfield

Author:Susan Copperfield [Copperfield, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pen & Page Publishing
Published: 2018-04-24T04:00:00+00:00

As with all things, escaping the mall was easier said than done. While the smoke served as excellent cover, it was near to impossible to avoid breathing it in, even when using the sleeve of my battered shirt as a filter. Smoke inhalation had started high on my list of things to avoid, and if I never had to experience it again, I’d be happy. I delayed long enough to fashion a mask for Marshal from his tattered shirt to make certain he breathed in as little as possible while disguising his identity.

I doubted it would work, but I kept quiet. Marshal had too much to worry about as it was. If there had been reporters in the food court as I expected, the king’s treachery and attempted murder of his own son would spread a lot like the fire creeping through the mall. I’d stopped trying to figure out how others used their magic long ago, but the flameweaver had skill.

The mall burned, but it didn’t engulf the entire place in an uncontrolled inferno.

It should have. Assuming we made it out of the mall alive, I’d be filing a few complaints that the sprinklers hadn’t kicked on in the building. A waterweaver could’ve disabled them, a thought I didn’t like it all. A single strong flameweaver could do a controlled burn of an entire building, even one as large as the mall.

Someone disabling the sprinkler system while the flameweaver worked implied a planned, coordinated effort.

But why? Who did they side with? It would’ve been trivial to burn us alive, which led me to believe the king wasn’t involved, especially not after attacking his own son. With the entire building shrouded in smoke, it’d be easy to lose track of anyone, making it unlikely we were a target.

Had the RPS agents done it? They tended to pack some high-level talents, elites by right, using their talents to protect the royals.

A pair of elites could easily smoke out an entire mall without breaking a sweat.

That the RPS agents had abandoned Marshal confirmed his words and my fears: the king’s treachery had a long reach, and no one would be safe from him.

But why would the RPS agents abandon Marshal and the rest of the royal family?

If he touched Veronica, I would tear the king apart without regret or hesitation.

Hatred, fury, and fear drove me on, and while my leg throbbed, I ignored the pain and herded Marshal through the mall, walking when I could and crawling when I couldn’t. On the first floor, the haze thinned, although my eyes stung and watered from the smoke hanging in the air. Steady streams of people evacuated the mall, making it easy to slip among them. Unless someone was right beside me, it was impossible to identify anyone.

I would use that to my advantage.

The tricky part would be making the rest of the hike to the west end of the mall without drawing attention to my limp. While I could walk, every step hurt like hell, and I hissed curses.

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