Azurite (Daughter of the Mountain book 1)
““You were correct, Warden,” Madame Fae began. “She’s a sorceress. I saw the aura of Ithillium surrounding her the moment she walked through my doors.”
“I presumed as much,” Milo exhaled sharply. He’d been holding his breath in anticipation. “I’ve seen the way the earth responds to her. It’s quite beautiful, actually.”
Fae gave Milo an interrogating look. “This isn’t that unusual. You’ve been around long enough to know that. These people are born, live, and die. Most of them never know what it is that makes them so different from other Commoners. And it’s meant to be like that as it is written.” She leaned forward, her hands gripping the edge of the table.
“What is your purpose for all this anyway? You’ve traveled to Samaria dozens of times, coming and going without a glance behind you. What makes your interest in this girl so great that you sought out my help?” Before Milo could defend himself, Fae was standing next to him. His free hand was clasped in hers ...as she held it palm up against her breasts. This time her eyes were closed, and Milo could feel her heartbeat beneath his palms, the pulses getting quicker and quicker the longer she held his hand. Milo had experienced the feeling before; that moment of susceptibility when a Reader is looking into the deepest corners of your heart, uncovering everything that is meant to stay hidden from others.MoreLess
“I presumed as much,” Milo exhaled sharply. He’d been holding his breath in anticipation. “I’ve seen the way the earth responds to her. It’s quite beautiful, actually.”
Fae gave Milo an interrogating look. “This isn’t that unusual. You’ve been around long enough to know that. These people are born, live, and die. Most of them never know what it is that makes them so different from other Commoners. And it’s meant to be like that as it is written.” She leaned forward, her hands gripping the edge of the table.
“What is your purpose for all this anyway? You’ve traveled to Samaria dozens of times, coming and going without a glance behind you. What makes your interest in this girl so great that you sought out my help?” Before Milo could defend himself, Fae was standing next to him. His free hand was clasped in hers ...as she held it palm up against her breasts. This time her eyes were closed, and Milo could feel her heartbeat beneath his palms, the pulses getting quicker and quicker the longer she held his hand. Milo had experienced the feeling before; that moment of susceptibility when a Reader is looking into the deepest corners of your heart, uncovering everything that is meant to stay hidden from others.MoreLess
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