by Kara Jaynes
The frozen gale rose into a roar, the blizzard springing to life so furiously that Isabelle couldn’t see anything but the snow.
When it faded at last, Jack was gone.
Jack
She betrayed me again. I offered her all that I am, and she used me again. Again!
My curse shudders through me and I clench my teeth, biting back a groan. It’s getting stronger. Sometimes I feel like there’s someone else living inside me.
Isabelle. Anger courses through me like blood, hot and raw. This is all her fault.
It’s my fault. No. I shove the thought away. I stand at the edge of a cliff, overlooking the city I just left; Illyminatym.
My lip curls in derision. My magic has grown; it will take everything the city’s inhabitants have to stave back the unnatural winter, and even that won’t be enough, especially with the king distracted by his daughter’s predicament.
I frown, turning away from the city. I wouldn’t have struck if I’d known the fool girl would jump in the way. But what’s done is done. Even I can’t break her curse. Maybe Silvan can.
My body shakes with uncontrollable rage thinking of him. He’s cursed too. I could see it, twisted and coiled inside him like a dark beast. I bark a laugh as I walk down the icy slope. His is even worse than mine. Isabelle couldn’t seem to help but get tangled up with the worst sorts.
Jack.
I start in pain, clutching my heart. Glacia is calling me.
Jack.
No. Not yet. I can’t go to her yet. I have too much to do.
Dawn is still several hours away. I lift my arm, and the air trembles, a rift in reality shifting. My grim smile grows. My time in the library has proved very useful indeed. I step through the rift, and the gap closes behind me.
I am in another world. This one is similar to the real world, but different. Warped.
It’s cold here, too, the snow drifting gently upward into a cloud-shrouded night. The trees are gray sickly things, bare branches reaching up as if praying to heaven. If such a thing exists.
A white rabbit scampers by. Strange. I didn’t know animals could come here. I walk through the cold, crisp snow. Shivering, I rub my arms, trying to get warm. I bought a new jacket while in Illyminatym, but even its fur-lined interior can’t keep out the cold.
I am always cold. I can’t remember not being cold. I shrug, trying to ignore it. It’s the price I must pay for my enchantment. For my power. It’s worth it, but the cold continues to grow. I feel like an icy fist is gripping my heart.
I come to a strange sight: a long table, set out for tea. Cups and saucers line the table as if someone is expecting guests. I walk past it. I don’t have time for tea.
But wait. I turn back to the table, a thought coming to me. I came here; this seems as good a place as any to try my newfound knowledge of magic.
Sand enchantment. Can I do it? I lick my lips, suddenly nervous. If I can’t, then I can’t keep Isabelle safe.
Then you won’t be able to get back at her.
No! I shake my head, feeling momentarily breathless. Go away! I bite back a laugh. Talking to myself now! Maybe my curse is making me mad.
I flex my fingers toward the table and a teapot levitates in the air, carefully pouring tea into a cup. I grin, and pour tea into another cup, and another.
Too easy. My brows knit in concentration and the teapot turns into a raven. Its caw shatters the air in a piercing cry as it launches into the air.
I start in surprise, and the raven turns into a large stone, slamming into the table. Broken porcelain and hot tea are everywhere.
I turn away and continue walking, feeling a mixture of exhilaration and nervousness.
I can do it. I can work sand enchantment. And I’m good at it.
Jack. My name ripples across my brain with a jagged force. I gasp with pain, staggering a few steps before I can regain my balance. Glacia feels stronger here. I lift my arm again, tear the veil between realities, and step back into the land of the Four Provinces. I must go north.
My curse stirs again. Isabelle will rue the day she crossed me.
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Deception by Kara Jaynes
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