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Signs of uncontrollable nature magic, fueled by the passion of emotions and the allegiance of a bound demon. The Comharal had known Ergonus since he was a young boy learning the ways of their people. Strong and intelligent, like many of the Druid caste. But that was no longer clear for Gary, all he saw was a weak and angry child, unable to comprehend the weight of his authority. “Archon. I am calling the retreat. Find us at the rally point. I will not waste Birchmen blood for this.” Gary walked away, ignoring the Archon’s curses, wasting no time he and the other Druids relieved Ergonus of his command, just before planning their retreat.

(Rian’s P.O.V) Well, Morrigan finally tapped into her spell caster magic, to the detriment of the tablecloth and some of the palace floor. We may not have been mated for long, but I have never seen her this pissed off. When Morrigan went outside I called Lysander and Winnie to come help with Morrigan, they were able to be teleported to Eglarest by King Alstin. Once they got to the palace, they took off outside just as Morrigan let out an ear-piercing scream. I started to run out the door when Cormac and Alstin grabbed me.

“Is there magick that can clear this all up before morning? As much as possible, I really don’t want those poor people getting hurt or destabilized because of me.” My mouth is open, about to answer his question, when we hear several popping sounds from around us. And then there is my mother… and a few other people. And then there is a blast. It is very fast. I feel him go rigid beside me as he is holding my hand. And then… everyone is blasted in the air away from both of us by a force that came out of Eon’s hand. “Oh my gods, Eon. That’s my mother!” I scream.

The old man's body jerked, but he refused to let go. With a surge of adrenaline, Lord Edgard unleashed his magic again. The air around them all began to distort, and the sound of grinding metal filled the air. The massive gates of the estate started to close, the iron bars screeching in protest. Erin tried to leap over Lord Edgard, he held his leg tighter, the old man's magic was too strong. The gates slammed shut, mere inches from Erin's face. The sound of the impact was like thunder, and the ground shook beneath their feet.

> Then you already know what comes next. --- The Stranger by the Fire When Liora was twelve, a traveler came to the village. He was old, dressed in worn robes, eyes sharp with knowledge. He called himself Eron of the Flame. He stayed for several days, teaching the children old songs of the Flow, songs no one had sung for centuries. But one night, he sat by the fire with Liora’s mother and said, “Your daughter carries something ancient. Something the world is not ready to lose again.”

Ley said with a scowl, “If we do that, it is a mercy to end their suffering.” “Last time someone tried to defect from Telagus’s side, they died after a spell triggered, seems odd the fae blackguards did not share their fate, but maybe their main force isn’t as lucky and also has the spell placed on them as well, the moment they try and speak against him,” Rex added in, remembering his combat with the squad led by captain Douve.

Then anger flashed across his features, hot and sudden. “Are you serious right now?” He closed the distance between us in two strides. “You’re going to marry him? Actually commit to being his wife? Why? Why are you so determined to go through with this?” “Because he’s going to be my husband,” I said, the lie tasting like ash. “I made an agreement. I intend to honor it.” “An agreement?” His voice rose. “Margaux, this is the man who…” “Who is the King,” I interrupted. “And who I will be loyal to as his Queen.”

Rex, Lacey and Minet all dashed forward towards Telagus, weapons drawn, ready to decide the fate of Hale. Book two, Magnus: Dragon Lord is available now.

Eddy Rovski’s POV “What?! No, father, I will do no such things,” I said as I was looking at my father, King of Hungary, King Peter, as he was looking outside the window after he dropped the bomb on me. “You have to do it, Ed. This is the duty for our people,” he said as he turned to look at me. I scoffed as I was crossing my hands in front of my chest. “Well, riddle me this. Did you marry mum for the sense of duty?” I asked as I was staring at him. He turned to look at me with his piercing grey eyes. It was the distinguishing feature of us, the Rovski.

Saelari was surfacing again. Overhead, Tegan darted through a blast of shadow energy, narrowly avoiding a spike of corrupted essence. “Mags! Left flank!” “I see it!” Maggie roared, slamming into the side of Umbraeth’s monstrous body, sending a spray of dark matter across the cavern floor.