Spellbreakers by Katherine Wyvern

Author:Katherine Wyvern [Wyvern, Katherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Erotic Fiction, fantasyLesbian, Ménage à Trois, Romance
Amazon: B00MAIKHTO
Barnesnoble: B00MAIKHTO
Goodreads: 22912118
Publisher: Smashwords Edition
Published: 2014-07-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The sun was getting lower on the horizon when they arrived to their camp. It was a clear, cold, lovely day, but a veil of mist filled the air of the valley and shone golden in the sun. Leal wondered what was happening, why this strange bit of localized weather. They were walking on a well-trodden path for once. Whatever lay ahead was obviously something popular in the forest, even if now all was quiet and peaceful. Finally a turn in the track brought them over a shoulder of the valley’s side, and they came suddenly on a ring of white ruins. The pale mist came from the ruins themselves, as if someone had lit a fire of green boughs inside.

“What is this?” asked Daria, curious and confused.

“These are the hot springs of Kvarnan. It is a wonderful place where to soak when you feel somewhat knocked about, or cold to the bone, or just plain dirty. Come, you take a dip here, and you’ll be as good as new tomorrow.”

He went down the path with his usual graceful gait, and they followed him eagerly.

The ruins were ancient, and they were built in the same ornate style as the grandest buildings in Nevraan. Once upon the time it must have been a large round building, closed on the outside, to keep the weather out, with a beautifully carved arcade open on a round cloister-like space in the center. Between the outer wall and the arches were a number of shallow pools and tubs under a vaulted roof, some steaming white like pots ready to boil, others barely at all. The pools were still full of clean water, which bubbled from a steaming hot fountain, but the outer wall had crumbled on the south side, and the arches were damaged in many places. Trees grew thick in the central opening, and even between the pools, cracking the paving stones and reaching out of the arcade towards the misty sun. The forest takes everything back, soon or late, thought Leal. It was something Paavi had said.

“Who made this place?” she asked in some awe, because even in its ruinous state the building was full of majesty, and it was amazing to find something like this here in the wild heart of the forest.

Ljung shrugged off his pack and piled his things in a corner between the wall and an enterprising young oak which grew out of the floor and up through an opening in the arcade. “The Kalevans built it,” he said. “More than five hundred years ago. Then the winters grew colder and the lands dangerous, and they abandoned the whole west half of the forest, and this place with it. Later the land was claimed by the elvers, when they first moved in from the near Vaelta’a, and it was cleared a bit and put back into use. But the forest is always closing in. Nobody lives near enough to keep it free. I like it that way, to be honest.

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