Mystic Trinity by Donna Grant

Author:Donna Grant [Grant, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: DL Grant, LLC

Kyndra opened her eyes and blinked against the candle that flared next to the bed. She tentatively touched her cheek and, when there was no pain, she moved her jaw.

“You’re healed.”

Her gaze swung to the other side of the bed where Isran stood. “You healed me?”

“The pain was too much for you.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” he cautioned.

She sat up and noticed that she was clad in a plain cotton gown. “Where am I?”

“You’re still in the castle.” He walked to the foot of the bed and leaned his hands on the footboard. “You’ve been asleep a full day.”

Kyndra noticed the lines of worry on his forehead, the way his lips pressed tightly together and his clenched hands. “What has happened? Is it Aimery? Is he all right?”

“Nay, he’s not all right.”

She threw aside the covers and knelt before him. “What has happened to him?”

Isran sighed and ran a hand down his face. “It’s his mind. I fear it’s gone. “

“Take me to him. Now.” She jumped from the bed and walked to the door.

He put a hand on her arm to stop her. “Get dressed,” he said and nodded with his head to the chair. “I’ll wait outside.”

Kyndra jerked off the gown before he had closed the door behind him. She hurried put on the cream gown she had worn the night before. The feel of the soft material made her think of Aimery. She yanked open the door to find Isran waiting for her.

“Why didn’t you use your magic on Aimery?” she demanded as they started walking down the corridor.

Isran shrugged. “Who says I didn’t.”

“Did you?”

He glanced at her. “I told you I didn’t want to kill Aimery.”

That didn’t mean he had to save him either. Dread pooled in her belly as she lifted her skirts so she could walk faster. They had just ascended a set of stairs when she heard her name. Her steps faltered, then slowed as she realized it was Aimery shouting for her.

Her gaze moved to Isran. “How long has he been doing this?”

“Since I took you.”

Kyndra grabbed her skirts and ran down the hall to Aimery’s chamber. She threw open the door to find him chained to the wall, blood caked on his wrists and arms, his head hanging between his shoulders as he continued to bellow her name.

“Aimery.”

“He won’t hear you,” Isran said as he came up behind her. “His mind is gone.”

She shook her head. “Nay. He’s too strong.”

Kyndra walked to Aimery and lifted his head in her hands. His eyes were shut, his face haggard. “Aimery. Open your eyes.”

“Kyndra!”

Her heart ached to see him thus. It was as if he couldn’t hear her, or refused to. “Aimery, please!”

When he still wouldn’t open his eyes, she slapped his face, hoping to shock him enough that he would look at her. He didn’t even flinch.

“I told you. His mind is gone.”

“You shouldn’t have let this happen,” she whispered. Tears fell down her cheeks as she stared at the warrior who had vowed to protect her, the man who had showed her what it was like to be loved.

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