Awen Rising by O. J. Barré

Author:O. J. Barré [Barré, O. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781733273602
Publisher: PeaceMakers Publishing
Published: 2019-07-25T22:00:00+00:00

Moral Support

J ocko’s Pizza was closed for repairs. And noisy. Carpenters and electricians worked side by side amidst the whine of electric tools and pounding hammers. Emily sat near the back, in the booth with the initials carved in the varnish. Her spaghetti was delicious, cooked to perfection, the sauce every bit as tasty as that of Lugh’s pizza. Maybe better—Lugh himself had prepared and delivered it to her table.

While she ate, Emily rehearsed her news in her head, eager to unload it on a more experienced druid. She had chosen Lugh because he was always in her thoughts. But so what? He was more than a pretty face. He was a priest, even if a new one. That was the highest rank in the druid order.

Other than grand druid. Plus, Lugh was considered a warrior. One Emily had yet to beat in combat. But more, she trusted him, even though he had a habit of ignoring her. He consistently stood against Wainwright in her favor, too.

Lugh returned to the table and Emily summoned her nerve. “I have something I need to tell you. Do you have a minute?” His black brows beetled, and Emily feared he would say no. “Please? I need help. And besides, you owe me.”

He slid onto the opposite bench, rested his elbows on the table, and propped his chin on his clasped hands. “In that case I’m all ears. But first remind me why I owe you?”

Emily batted mascaraed lashes. “Um. Because I saved Jocko’s from annihilation yesterday?”

Lugh burst out laughing and tipped his head. “That you did, Miz Hester. Which is why the owner of said establishment defended you against Mister the Third and his hench-people this morning. And is cooking and waiting on you hand and foot, even though Jocko’s is closed and in the middle of major repairs. And why your meals are on the house. Like forever.”

Emily laughed. “That’s not necessary, Lugh.”

“Oh, but it is. Spill. What’s up?”

Nervous now, she fidgeted in her seat and glanced at the priest from behind lowered lids. Would he think her crazy? Emily took a steadying breath and straightened. “I came straight here from the cemetery. Oakland Cemetery.”

His black eyes blinked.

“After y’all left this morning, Hope sent me there on a treasure hunt. I didn’t find any of the things on her list, but I did see a dragon.” Emily held her breath.

The priest sat up and dropped his hands in his lap. “You mean the marble dragon above the gate in the Druid section? By Mausoleum Row?”

“Yes! There!” Emily exclaimed, excited he knew the place. “Only the dragon wasn’t marble. It was real and it looked straight at me, like it wanted me to do or say something.”

A sharp intake of breath preceded Lugh’s careful response. “Are you sure? The statue is extremely lifelike.”

“Absolutely sure. Only it was smaller than I thought a dragon would be, maybe the size of a young kangaroo. It had horns, and freaky-long nails, and see-through wings, and its scales reflected the stuff around it.

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