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“Are you using your battle energy?” Regan could hardly breathe the pain was so bad.

“Yes. I tried a spell, but I couldn’t easily break through this strange blood-bond you created with Mastyr Ian. So I’m frying your skin. It’s working very well and will have the same effect as a counter-spell, but in a tenth of the time.”

Regan sank into the pain, letting it roll over her. She drifted once more into unconsciousness.

She didn’t know how much time had passed before a scent like eucalyptus brought her around. When she opened her eyes, she saw that Margetta held a sachet beneath her nose.

“Good. You’re back.”

The pain had diminished to a dull throb, something she could bear. At the same time, she sent healing into her arms. “Where am I?”

“What does it matter? You’re mine now and very soon, you’ll serve me.”

She glanced around. “Not the fortress, I see.”

“No. Unfortunately, your boyfriend overran it with his force and some of Stone’s army as well. So, this will have to do. This is one of Ben’s homes. But don’t think you’ll be rescued. No one knows about this dwelling and I’ve set up a spell to guard it.”

Regan stared at the scourge of the Nine Realms. She recalled the beauty of the woman’s spells. “What happened to you?”

Margetta leaned back slightly. “You mean, to make me the way I am?”

“Yes. Your spells are beautiful. Melodic and poetic.”

Margetta laughed. “Your compliments will not save you.”

“But I’d like to know.”

Margetta shrugged. “You want to know if daddy tortured and raped me. Well, he didn’t. I had a lovely upbringing. I just got bored of life, especially as my powers grew. One day, I decided that no matter how long it took, I would rule the Nine Realms.” Her lips curved. “And I will.”

She then snapped her fingers. “Come, Ben. We’re almost ready here.”

Regan shifted and saw Ben push away from a wood-paneled wall. So, she’d been right about him. “You killed two of your Guardsmen to get to me.”

“Two of Ian’s. They were never mine.”

“They didn’t know that. They served you as though you were the mastyr.”

He lifted his chin, his eyes colder than she’d ever seen them. “But I wasn’t, was I?”

Her mind rolled back to the massacre. “You planned and executed what happened at Raven’s Overlook.


“Of course.”

“Including feeding Ian’s beliefs I was to blame, and that I’d enthralled him.”

“Ian’s guilt ruled him. It wasn’t hard to make you the scapegoat and it was the best way to get rid of your influence. You were too powerful, even back then. I knew if you stayed with Ian, one day you’d see me for what I am. I couldn’t take the risk. I thought about killing you outright, but that would have alerted Ian that something else was going on.”

She sank back onto the pillows. Somehow she’d ended up abducted by Margetta twice in little over a month. Now she was strapped to a bed with Ben ready to make use of her blood rose powers by bonding with her.

How had this happened?

She dropped swiftly into her meditative state, then attempted to path Ian. Are you there?

“Not gonna happen.” Margetta put her hand on Regan’s head.

Pain sliced through her so fast that Regan cried out and sudden tears poured from her eyes. A blocking spell formed at the same time.

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