Malicious Magic: An Urban Fantasy Adventure by G.K. Lund

Author:G.K. Lund [Lund, G.K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9788293663515
Publisher: Northern Quill Press
Published: 2021-02-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“A witch?” Damyan stared at the sign above Del’s door with a frown.

“A bog witch.”

“That doesn’t make it better. She’s still a witch. They can be cruel.”

“So can people in general. Ready?”

Damyan, who was leaning against the nearest house wall, groaned, but I didn’t think it was in pain. Yes, witches had reputations. Some were justified, while some, I assumed, were not, though they kept people in respect. Still, we had a magical problem, and we needed a magical solution. Since either of us had one, we had little choice. I didn’t know anyone who’d help me, especially if they knew my history, so Del was my only option. I didn’t want to presume or take advantage of our young and reestablished friendship, but I didn’t know who else to ask. And I did not know how long we had before non-ghost Dekel showed up to kill his son again.

I sighed and crossed the street, hearing the uneven steps of Damyan close by. This was not the kind of problem I’d expected when returning to Atlantis.

The bell above the front door rang when we walked inside. Del was at work, crouched down in front of a small girl of only five or so, her mother standing next to them.

“And if you are good and take your medicine, you can have this as a reward.” A bright red lollipop with the diameter of a golf ball manifested in Del’s hand and the girl’s eyes were like transfixed marbles. “But only if you’ll be a good girl and take your medicine,” Del repeated and handed the lollipop to the mother.

“Can you do that for me?”

The girl nodded vigorously, her eyes locked on her mother’s coat pocket, which now housed the sweet treasure.

“And you said witches are cruel?” I whispered to Damyan.

“Something’s not right about this,” he whispered back.

“Actually, this is pretty normal around here.”

We stepped aside to let the pair pass and walked over to Del, who smiled in greeting. “Emery! And friend. Welcome.”

I introduced Damyan to her and began explaining our situation, but she caught on to another problem fast.

“That leg of yours doesn’t look good. Shall I have a look at it?”

Damyan got a look of worry on his face, his mouth frozen in an “uuuhhhhh…” that honestly reminded me of the tormented face of his not-ghost father. Witches were known to fix the odd illness, like whatever that little girl had, but Damyan didn’t seem to know this. Or it was only him not trusting a witch.

“Yes, please,” I intervened before he could say anything. “I’ll pay for it. After all, I caused it.”

Del peered around Damyan, who’d frozen on the spot and saw more than enough. “You stabbed him and then brought him here?”

“Well, when you put it like that, it sounds bad.”

“That’s because it is bad,” Damyan snarled with indignation. Apparently, being irritated at my dagger-throwing abilities lessened his doubts of receiving help from a witch, because he let Del lead him into the back room where she proceeded to clean and sew up his wound much like Doctor Gregoly had last night.

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