The Crow King's Wife by Melissa Myers

Author:Melissa Myers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: magic, wizards, witches, dragons, high lords

Chapter 11

The Darklands

Wind whistled through the limbs above him, but beyond the soft whisper of the leaves the grove was silent. She didn’t make a sound as she approached, but he knew she was there. He had known the moment she had entered his domain despite her stealth. Since the day Seth had pulled him from the mire of depression and been forced to kill to preserve his seat of power Finn hadn’t let his guard down once. He knew every whisper, every move, and every soul within his domain with an unwavering certainty. No one could sneak in or out of the Darklands without him knowing, not even Exodus the Mistress of thieves.

With a long silent breath Finn stared up at the black barked trees and watched the oak leaves dance. He didn’t know if she realized he could sense her, but didn’t turn to face her. Let her wonder a bit longer and keep her silence as long as she would. He had very little doubt as to what had brought her to visit him. She had heard the rumors of his insanity and had come to judge for herself if he had indeed gone mad. It was a topic he would broach once she spoke, but until the silence was broken his mind would remain with the grove and his current project.

His cloak shifted slightly as he stepped forward and pressed a hand against his newest creation. The bark was cool beneath his touch and he felt a pang of disappointment. There was no pulse of life beneath his hand, and there never would be. He could create the image of a tree and give it leaves to flutter in the wind, but it would never grow and it would never bloom or change with the seasons. It was the image of a tree and nothing more. A true tree required sunlight and water and most importantly the spark of life, none of which he had to give. The water of course could be managed, but the other two requirements were quite beyond his talents.

“Has the Lord of Death taken to gardening?” Exodus asked softly. She had ensconced herself in one of the trees, tucked neatly against the trunk with her legs propped daintily on a thick branch in front of her. Her short dark hair fluttered in mimicry of the leaves and an impish smile curved her lips.

Finn stared at her in silence for a long moment his gaze locked on the bright blue of her silk shirt against the constant twilight of the sky behind her. The color she wore was the blue of a cloudless summer day, another aspect of his domain that he couldn’t master. He had tried to lighten the sky, but the effect had been both unnerving to his subjects and too draining on his power to maintain. So it was twilight again, and always would be. He let his hand fall from the tree as he straightened. His cloak settled

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