I watch as magic flickers on the tip of my fingers. As the days pass, I can feel it getting stronger at the same time that my body recuperates. I liked magic, but it's not as important as my child with Gavin, so now, seeing it, I am hating its existence.
I take a deep breath and get up from the bed. I look outside my room. It's warmer now. The exile house is as big as the Parcell estate and as I look around, I can detect magic that's shimmering around the house. It must be some kind of shield to keep the assassins out, or anyone from ever finding me. I wonder who created the shield. It must have cost Calais a fortune.
I smirk. Actually, the entire house must have cost him a lot. The furniture seems expensive and the defense impenetrable. Or maybe, I wonder if part of the cost is taken from Cairns' kingdom coffers. I really hope that's the case. At least, I have lessened their financial capability even before Tiana and I start with our plans.
