Magic & Mercy by Annabel Chase

Author:Annabel Chase [Chase, Annabel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Red Palm Press LLC
Published: 2018-02-07T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Are all my lessons going to take place in the woods behind my house?" I asked. "I mean, it's convenient location-wise, but a change in environment might be good for me. Stimulate the brain." That's what Marley would say, anyway.

Ian, the perpetually congested Master-in-Familiar Arts, clasped his hands in front of him. "I thought, for the first lesson, your familiar would be more comfortable in his natural habitat. After today, we can resume lessons elsewhere, if you’d be more comfortable.”

Raoul tried to fist bump me. Cool. Someone finally putting me first. About freakin’ time.

"There you are," a take-charge voice said. Marigold came traipsing through the leaves, a determined look in her eye. "I expected you to still be at the cottage."

"You’re joining in the lesson?" I asked.

Marigold nodded. "As the Mistress-of-Psychic Skills, you need me to forge the link between your familiar and Ian.”

I scrunched my nose. "Why would you need to do that?"

"It assists in making the lesson go smoothly," Ian explained. "If I know what your familiar is thinking, I can help redirect him or address any issues without the need for translation. It makes for a more streamlined process."

I wasn't sure that was such a hot idea. I'd heard some of Raoul's thoughts. I had no doubt they were very different from the thoughts of Precious, my aunt’s delicate snowflake of a familiar.

Will I be able to hear his thoughts, too? Raoul asked me.

I raised my hand. "Raoul wants to know if he’ll be able to read your thoughts, Ian. Or does it only work in one direction?"

"It will work the same as any familiar bond," Ian said. "So, in short, yes."

Raoul scampered around the ground like he’d discovered a full trashcan. Woo hoo! I'm going to be able to do something you can't, he taunted.

I have no interest in reading Rudolph's thoughts, thank you very much, I said.

Rudolph? I thought his name was Ian, Raoul said.

It is, but his shiny red nose automatically conjures up images of the famous reindeer.

Raoul doubled over with laughter. This is going to be a hoot.

"Are we ready?" Marigold asked, tapping her foot impatiently.

“What’s the rush? You got big plans today?" I asked her.

"As it happens, I do," she said. "Whenever the butler conference comes to town, I get together with a friend. He cancelled our lunch the other day at the last minute, so we’ve rescheduled for today. I’m just pleased they’ve extended the conference so he’s still in town.”

“Ooh. Does Marigold have a love connection with a butler?" I teased. "Does he clear those cobwebs away?"

Raoul fist bumped me again. I bet he polishes her knockers.

My brow creased. Okay, yours crossed the line.

Raoul shrugged his furry shoulders. I'm a raccoon. What do you want from me?

“Smithers and I met here in town the first year he attended the conference,” Marigold explained. “We share a similar disciplined approach to life.”

Disciplined approach? Raoul echoed. That either sounds incredibly boring, or incredibly kinky. Hard to tell with this one.

Marigold took Ian's hand and I cringed.

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