The King's Captive (Gate of Myth and Power, #1)

by K.M. Shea

“Good afternoon!” The Paragon beamed as he stepped into the villa, bringing with him that ridiculously strong glamour that made me sneeze and my eyes water. “It’s time for my visit. Might I come in, Your Majesty?” I sneezed three times in quick succession. Ick—it’s filling my lungs. I tamped down hard on my own magic so I wouldn’t see through the glamour—I was determined not to make myself another potential, if not accidental, enemy. Noctus glanced down at me, and I managed to hold another sneeze in. He waited another moment, then narrowed his eyes at the Paragon. “Yes, you can come in, but only because the Home Owners’ Association informed me I cannot leave the elderly outside, crying.” “Rude! I’m younger than you are, elf!” Despite the brusque tone, the Paragon bustled in, rustling the paper bags he was carrying. “Ah, and hello to you, Lady Ama.” The Paragon curtsied to me, holding out the sides of his tunic like a dress. Um…hello? I flicked my tail from side to side and rapidly blinked as I tried to keep my magic from peeling the glamour back for me.

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