Leesa's Advent의 모든 챕터: 챕터 211 - 챕터 220

Saturday morning, Leesa was sitting at her desk leafing through a magazine when Cali bounced into the room. She was wearing the same outfit as the night before; the only difference in her appearance was a lack of makeup and no scrunchies separating her green and orange locks from the rest of her hair. Clearly, she hadn’t been home since they left The Joint. Leesa was pretty sure she knew what had brought Cali here before she had even returned to her own room.Cali sat down on the edge of Leesa’s bed.“So, what was that all about with Stefan last night?” she asked. “I wanted to talk to you about it last night, but Andy had other plans.” She grinned. “Boys have needs, you know.”Leesa closed the magazine and spun around in her chair. She held out her hand out to stop Cali from saying any more.“Puleeze,” she said, “spare me the details of Andy’s needs.”Cali’s grin wi

An ocean away, two of the people Leesa and Jenna had been talking about sat in a horse-drawn carriage outside a tiny Romanian mountain hamlet. The specially built coach had reinforced springs, but it still tilted noticeably to the left, courtesy of the Necromancer’s immense bulk. Viktor and Jordan sat opposite him. Rafael was perched on the driver’s seat outside, wrapped in a heavy cloak against the night’s cold, his gloved hands gripping the leather reins. The trip here had taken the better part of two hours, but the Necromancer didn’t like practicing his black arts too close to his castle—unless he was practicing them inside the castle, safe from prying eyes. Usually, he would send one or more of his waziri in his stead on any mission away from the castle, but tonight’s test was a big one. To be successful, it would need his pers

Dral and Bain twisted their heads around and gave her quick “hellos,” then turned back to keep watch on their surroundings.Leesa pulled one hand from around Rave’s neck and placed her palm on his cheek.“You’re still not very warm,” she said. “My magic has not returned to full strength, either.” She looked at Balin. “Has anyone figured out how long this might last?” she asked him.Balin shook his head. “Unfortunately, no. All we can do is wait.”Leesa frowned. “I don’t like waiting—not when it means you all have to stay so far away.”She finally unwrapped her l

After Cali left to return to her room, Leesa plopped back down onto her bed. They hadn’t found too many more details about the attack in Romania, but what Leesa had read was enough. Thoughts about her schoolwork were temporarily forgotten. Even practicing her magic had been shoved onto the back burners of her mind.She needed to talk to Dominic—not only about the Necromancer’s latest attack, but also about the weakening of magic in this section of Connecticut. The problem was how to contact someone who was on the run and who didn’t have a phone or email address. She couldn’t just wait until Dominic contacted her—she had no idea when he might be returning to Middletown, or when he might call next.Her room was too quiet. The stillness seemed to amplify the futility of her thinking

Dominic reached into his back pocket and pulled out his magic wallet. He glanced around the subway car to make sure no one was watching. None of their fellow passengers appeared to be showing any interest in a couple they probably guessed to be father and daughter—they were all lost in their own private worlds, faces stuck behind newspapers or listening to music with their eyes closed.Even so, Dominic turned his body sideways and held the wallet between him and Leesa before sticking his hand inside. Leesa watched, no longer surprised but still amazed, as Dominic’s arm disappeared into the wallet halfway up to his elbow. When he withdrew it, he was holding a beautiful rectangular box slightly smaller than his hand and no more than two inches deep. The box looked like it had been carved from ivory, with engraved silver plates reinforcing each of its eight corners. A ninth piece of silver joined the top of the box to the bottom. From its position, Leesa thought it w