The Source of Magic (Academy of Falling Kingdoms Series Book 1) by Marisa Mills & Drake Mason

Author:Marisa Mills & Drake Mason [Mills, Marisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Urban Epics
Published: 2019-07-14T16:00:00+00:00

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“What are you doing?” her voice rose, as sharp as a knife. Alexander dropped my hand quickly, and I drew in a shaky breath and stepped away from him.

“We were discussing the demon today,” Alexander said.

Viviane crossed her arms. “Great,” Viviane said, “So now, you’re finished?”

I didn’t feel like getting between them or watching an argument.

“We are,” I said, darting away. I shelved the book I was reading and hurried from the library, half-expecting Alexander to follow me. I left the Academy alone, and walked briskly across the grounds and through the front gates. It was cold out, and I rubbed my bare arms. I thought about returning to the dormitory and getting my coat, but instead, I kept going. I needed some time alone. The streets were lit with flames that danced and flickered in wrought iron lanterns, casting dark shadows over the path. Patches of ice clung to the edges of the sidewalk.

I thought of the demon attack and shivered. What if it came back? It probably wasn’t wise to walk around alone, but I couldn’t have asked anyone to go with me. Not for this. I pulled out the map beneath the lights and set off towards the edge of Reverie. It only took me ten minutes to find it. The entire kingdom was surrounded by a tall, silvery fence, composed of intricate swirls and floral patterns. It would be easy enough to slip objects through. I glanced around at the few people dotting the street.

I slowly walked along the edge of the fence, trying to match the map with the shape of the perimeter. When I peered from the edge of Reverie, I saw only darkness below. I wondered if anyone had ever fallen… or been pushed. A chill traveled down my spine. Maybe that’s why the mage from Viviane’s story cut the noblewoman into pieces first, so they’d slip through the fence more easily—if that story was even true.

Hisses whispered behind me. I froze, alarmed at first, but then I heard the laughter. It was soft and pleasant, like a bubbling spring.

I stepped away from the fence, melding into the shadows. My heartbeat quickened. I hadn’t been doing anything wrong, but it was better if I didn’t need to explain what I was doing out here by myself. A couple walked in front of me, their steps slow and easy. I recognized the man as Professor Gareth, but not the stunning woman whose arm was linked with his. The woman’s snow-white hair was the longest I’d ever seen; it went all the way to her waist. Her knee-length coat was sky blue and trimmed in white fur and covered the top of her black, heeled boots.

“Well, I think it’s fascinating. I’m sorry you don’t agree, dear,” Gareth said.

“I like seeing you passionate about it,” she said, her voice light and teasing, “But maybe you should look more at me like you look at those sigils you love so much.”

Hisses punctuated the conversation.

“I’ll try to work on that,” Gareth said.

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