The Mate They Threw Away
“This is a different kind of magic, a forbidden one actually.”
“What kind of magic?” Keiran asked.
“Death magic,” I answered. “Also known as Necromancy.”
Kieran said nothing for a while. “I want this place cleaned up,” he said firmly.
“You might wait a while before ordering anyone to touch it,” I quickly said. “As long as the lights are still on the candle, the magic is still very much active and potent.”
“Then I will blow it out,” Kieran said.
“You can do that if you want the stench of death to follow you forever,” I said.