A Shadow on the Sun by Sera Trevor

Author:Sera Trevor
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, gay, lgbt, fantasy, magic, gay romance, gay fantasy, mm romance, soulbond

Chapter Eight

The royal carriage was every bit as grand as it sounded. The frame was shining gold, worked and melded into intricate patterns, most of them related to the sun in some way. Rich red fabric protected the top and the sides. The fabric appeared to be retractable, and the front was uncovered, allowing any passersby to see the occupants. Indeed, it displayed whoever sat inside very well, which Atrum was sure was the intention.

All this meant that, while Atrum was relegated to riding alongside the carriage instead of in it, he was still privy to Lyar and Theryn’s conversation. The carriage was rather narrow, and the roads were wide and well maintained. That left enough room on the side of the road for Atrum. Sir Barras rode on Lyar’s side.

The procession moved even more slowly than they had through the Glin forest. Dozens of carts were required to haul all of the tents and furniture. At least they didn’t have the trees to impede their progress, although Atrum wasn’t quite sure why he was anxious to reach Leeside. Who knew what sort of peril they would face there.

Lyar and Theryn had exchanged a few words as they started out, but it was a little while into the journey before their conversation truly began. “Look what I can do,” Theryn said. He held out his hand; a very small ball of flame swirled into existence.

“You’ve figured that out since just this morning?” Lyar said, both pleased and impressed.

“Yes, well, it isn’t too far of a step upward from what you showed me.”

“It’s still very impressive! I’ve always had trouble with fire. I can conjure it, but it takes more effort. I have the heat of Life, but truly impressive flames require Light as well.”

“You have that now,” Theryn pointed out.

“Very true,” Lyar said. He took off his glove and opened his hand. A ball of flame soon appeared. “Here, bring your hand forward,” Lyar said.

Theryn did so. Lyar’s flame jumped to Theryn’s. There was a loud cracking sound like a firework, followed by a burst of golden light. Theryn laughed.

He laughed.

Atrum gripped his reins more tightly and steeled his gaze straight ahead. He couldn’t bear to look at them for the moment.

“You know, I was thinking,” Theryn said. “Wouldn’t you be able to amplify your Light powers more quickly with a Magas wand, like the one you gave me?”

“That’s a splendid idea,” Lyar said. “Why don’t you bring your wand to my chambers tonight after the feast? We can experiment.”

Atrum nearly fell off of his horse at that prospect.

“That sounds wonderful,” Theryn said. “But the trouble is I forgot the one you gave me. Do you have another?”

There was a beat of silence. “You forgot it?” Lyar asked. All of the joviality had left his voice. “How on earth is that possible?”

“The same way it’s possible to forget anything,” Theryn snapped back.

“We aren’t talking about leaving behind your favorite pair of boots! That was a gift from your betrothed. Didn’t

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