“JUST DROP IT DEAR,” Laya chuckled. “Not everything about magic can be explained logically.” “But is there a possibility for me to also be able to communicate with someone far away?” “I really don’t know, asking me over and over again will not change that answer.” Laya had contacted Daniel the night before through thought transference to tell him where they were.  Magnolia had told her that she had done it before on the red hill, she spoke to Daniel through her mind. But Laya said that the magic needed was different, since she was looking into Daniel’s eyes when that happened.  Magnolia pouted. “Fine.” She pushed Thunder into a gallop. “Ah, can we just take it slow,” Laya complained. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to ride any faster.” “Maybe if you hadn’t eaten both your breakfast and half of mine, you wouldn’t be feeling so sick right now.” Magnolia rode away ignoring her friend’s pleas and leaving a storm o

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY HE IS RIDING WITH ME,” Laya complained again. “I’m sorry, I forgot that Thunder doesn’t let strangers ride him,” Magnolia apologized for the fifth time. She was glad that they were almost home though, hoping that this was the last time she brought it up. She smiled to herself watching her brother’s back. “Can you not breathe on my neck,” Laya snapped at Killian, making him chuckle. “Is it funny to you? Maybe you should walk the rest of the way.”  Magnolia joined her brother and laughed. “I know you’re hungry Laya, we’re almost home.” The mage didn’t answer because Magnolia was right. She was hungry and thus easily irritated.  “Fine,” she mumbled between her lips. Then, a few minutes later, Laya nudged her horse into a gallop when the castle finally came into view. “Run, my boy.” The brown mare sped up as Magnolia followed closely behind. When they reached the entrance, Magnolia gave instruction

WHEN DANIEL ENTERED THE CARRIAGE, he could tell that his wife had cried. Her red eyes and nose were enough evidence. He wanted to console her, but he just did not understand why she could not see the matter from his point of view. All he wanted was to protect her and Geoffrey. Killian was the type of man they definitely needed protecting from. He was sympathetic toward Magnolia and how she felt, but he was also relieved that the man had left before he had to deal with him.  As the carriage rode back toward the castle, Daniel parted his lips a few times to speak. But he was not sure what he could tell his wife to comfort her, especially after the incident from the night before.  Magnolia rushed to her room as soon as they arrived, without even sparing him a glance. He sighed. ‘She probably just needs some time alone.’ He decided that he would try to speak with her later. Daniel still felt restless at the situ

MAGNOLIA SAT NEXT TO THE MARQUISE WHO GREETED HER WITH A WIDE SMILE. “How have you been, dear?” she asked. “Great, how about you?” Magnolia returned her smile. “Tired, but happy,” the marquise confessed. “I began to think that I will only have one daughter-in-law until I die,” she joked.  “Florence is a sweet girl,” Magnolia told her. “Regardless of what happened,” she whispered the last part. “I know that, and I am hopeful that Henry will see that too.” Lady Flock patted her hand, while wearing a gentle expression. “Good afternoon, ladies.” The voice got both their attention.  “Ah, Lord Saknas, welcome.” The marquise pushed to her feet to greet the baron. Magnolia also stood, being between the two. “Her Majesty sends her regards and best wishes for the bride and groom,” he said as he kissed her hand. “It is an honor to have you attend, Lord Saknas.” “And who might this lovely lady be?” Fred asked as h

DANIEL AND MAGNOLIA WALKED INTO THE HOUSE, giggling and holding hands. They were both drunk with desire for each other. It was late so there was no one around, except the butler. Daniel dismissed him right away.  “I think we shall read chapter twelve when we get to the bedroom,” Daniel whispered in her ear. Magnolia bit her bottom lip while her mischievous eyes stared at her husband.  “I am looking forward to it, Your Grace,” she said with a playful voice. Daniel pulled her to him, flattening their bodies against each other. He kissed her with such passion, her knees nearly gave in. “Daniel, you’re killing me,” she breathed against his lips.  “Look who’s talking, you’re the one killing me with these lips of yours.” He kissed her again then he picked her up and started to walk toward the stairs. When Daniel turned toward their room, Magnolia wiggled a bit. “Wait, Daniel,” she said. “I want to check on Geof