Page 57 of Lies of the Wicked


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The afternoon sun was blistering hot, but the breeze was refreshing as they paced the shoreline.

Soren stopped at a cave’s mouth.

She asked, “Have you been in there?”

“Emiel and I grew up playing in this one. Come on.” Soren didn’t wait for her answer before he ducked inside.

“Why would I follow you in there?” He was a demon, and the sheer size of him made her bones sweat.

No answer.

She rolled her eyes, grumbling, “Fine,” before dipping inside. The entrance was small, but the cavern was vast. “Why are we here?”

He spun to face her. “I understand you’re on a mission of solitude, but you’ve no idea where you’re going, correct?” He’d gathered that much on their journey south and she couldn’t say he was wrong.

“Does it matter?” she rebutted, taking in the moss-coated walls, dripping with sea water. The scent in here smelled familiar.

“This place is safe, if you need it, just don’t wander too far back.” He pointed to a tight corridor in the distance.

“What’s back there?”

“Nothing. When the tide rolls in, you won’t be able to get out,” he warned.

“And how long before the tide rolls in?”

“Depends. You’ll have about twelve hours each day.”

Thessa scrunched her brows. “Why are you doing all this for me?”

“Why’d you untether me in that cell?”

Her gaze steadied on his. His gleaming black eyes reflected the sea beyond the cave’s mouth to perfection. “Because it was the right thing to do.”

“Likewise.”

“And what about my magic?” she asked.

“What of it?”

“Will you teach me about it? It does nothing.”

He scoffed. “What do you mean,nothing?”

“Well Iasked, and it’s yet to show me.”

He laughed so loud it echoed through the chamber. “Oh yes, because a quick conversation is the best way to get your magic to cooperate.”

“Well, it worked before,” she snapped.

He crossed his arms. “Explain.”

“I prayed for its help in the dungeon, and it managed to block the guard’s fireball.”

“Blocked a fireball? That’s impossible. Shadows yield to flame like kindling to fire. How do you think we lost the war?”

We.

Thessa was still coming to terms withherself, let alone befriending a demon—if that’s what this was called.“Then enlighten me, what does demon magic do?”

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