The Black Witch (The Black Witch Chronicles, #1)

by Laurie Forest

“Thank you for playing,” I say with honest gratitude. He places an arm casually on the top of the piano, leaning into it. “It was a pleasure. It’s not often that I get to play with a superior musician. It was a privilege, actually.”

“I’ve seen portraits of your grandmother. You’re much more attractive than she ever was.”

“No!” I say, scrunching my face up in disbelief. “I mean...we used to take baths together!” He grins wickedly. “In a washbasin!” I splutter, making it worse. “Lucky for him,” he says, raising his eyebrows in delight. “No, no...it’s not at all what you’re thinking.” “I’m thinking that I’m becoming more envious of Gareth Keeler by the minute.”

“Oh, now, I’m not all that dangerous, Lukas,” Rafe says, still smiling. “Not unless someone were to bother my little sister, that is.”

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