Stormlight - Ed Greenwood [119]
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In the wee, blue hours before dawn, when all the chatter and lights and revelry and those who'd partaken were gone again, three heads bobbed above the cool waters of the stream in the woods below the farmhouse.
One head floated above the water, surveying the other two critically. Sylune said, There's a spell I think will suit you two just fine--"
Maxer sighed. "If you don't mind," he said carefully, "I've had more than enough experience with magic these last few years-" He stopped speaking as the spectral head softly faded away.
"Oh," a ghostly voice said by his ear, just before he felt the soft touch of invisible lips, "this isn't that kind of magic."
"Sylune," Storm asked warningly, "what're you up to?”
"I just don't think you'll want to climb all the way back up to the loft, to find a bed-especially as Sir Broglan and Lady Shayna already seem to be using it. Will you want tea tomorrow, say around highsun?"
"Sylune!" Storm protested, laughter bubbling in her voice. "What're you up t-"
And then she fell silent, knowing she and Maxer were alone.
A moment later the spell took hold. They found themselves rising out of the water, as warm as if they'd been quite dry, and floating just above the gently tinkling waters. Maxer rolled over and lay on empty air, raising himself on one elbow to look at his beloved.
"Lady Storm," he said, admiring her frankly. "I like your sister's spells… but I'll take you over her any night."
“Why don’t you do just that?” Storm asked, setting aside all her cares at last as she drifted gently through the moonlit air into his arms.
In the east, one more down was just beginning to creep into Shadowdale, but neither of them noticed it.
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Table of Contents
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EPILOGUE