But it was mine. I didn’t know how, but I’d made it.
“You don’t have a choice, Carnades,” I said, hardly daring to breathe for fear of blowing that spark out. “And neither do I.”
The elf mage’s stare was silent and icy.
“Yeah, it sucks to be us. If Nukpana wins, the two of us will be at the front of his kill line. Are you with us or not?”
His stare didn’t melt. “Yes.”
And the tiny spark didn’t vanish. Its glow was fierce and bright. Determined.
I looked at Mychael over the spark and smiled.
“Let’s go steal ourselves a rock.”
About the Author
Lisa is the editor and quality control manager at an advertising agency. She has been a magazine editor and writer of corporate marketing materials of every description. She lives in North Carolina with her very patient and understanding husband, one cat, two retired racing greyhounds, and a Jack Russell terrier who rules them all.
For more information about Lisa and her books, visit her at www.lisashearin.com.
MAGIC LOST, TROUBLE FOUND
ARMED & MAGICAL
THE TROUBLE WITH DEMONS
BEWITCHED & BETRAYED
CON & CONJURE