Page 21 of Enchanted Throne


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Come on, love. You can do this. Let me out so I can help.

I closed my eyes but winced as I let out a single strand of magic and sent it toward Krew. Immediately the dome fell and he was free.

Within ten seconds he reached me and wrapped me in his arms.

“I’m so sorry,” I gasped.

“Shhh. I’m sorry I didn’t realize sooner what was going on,” he whispered into my hair.

“Is—” I choked on a sob. “Is Keir really okay?”

“I’m fine,” Keir said gently from the left of us. “Seriously. Knocked the wind out of me and that’s it.” The way he was holding his side didn’t have me convinced.

I again shook my head. “What about your ribs and your back? You hit that tree so damn hard. Which I did not imagine in my head, I might add! I wanted you to back away from him, I never thought to do that.” Then I pinned a glare on Owen. “You told me I was a natural. And then this happens. See?”

Owen dipped his head to his shoulder. “You are a natural, but this much power is not natural.”

“Not helpful,” Krew commented as he ran a hand through my hair. “Breathe for me please, Jorah.”

“I can’t,” I gasped. “I almost killed Keir. SomethingInever willed to happen!”

Keir’s voice was quiet as he said, “Are you guys seeing this?”

I turned, confused, and looked down to where he was looking. My tears, everywhere I’d cried, were glowing silver.

“Your tears had power before you became Enchanted,” Owen offered as he and Krew exchanged a look.

“I need to get you out of here,” Krew offered. “Before you heal the entire damn forest on accident, and I have to figure out how to explain it to my father.”

“She needs—”

“I know,” Krew snapped. “I know, Owen.”

He scooped me into his arms and using his magic, we shot to the sky.

* * *

The tripup the balcony was equally, if not more so, terrifying than the trip down. I wasn’t sure which was worse.

As soon as Krew placed my feet down, I slumped to the ground in front of the fireplace, overcome with the emotions of what had just occurred.

They told me I just had to will it to happen. But I’d never willed Keir to get hurt. I’d been mad Krew was hurt and the next thing I knew, Keir was being slammed up against a tree.

Krew quickly shut the balcony door and put up a sound barrier. He got on the ground with me, wrapping me in his arms. “Listen to me please,” he said gently, taking one of my hands in his.

I sniffed and wiped at my eyes.

“None of this is okay. None of it. But I need you to use your magic again.”

“What?”Of everything I was expecting him to say, that was not it.

“You haven’t been using it enough. You’re doing excellent at suppressing it when you want to, but when you do use it, you haven’t been using it enough. So tonight when your magic was reacting to a threat to me, it overreacted. This happens all the time to the Enchanted in Savaryn. You have to use it more often, love. So it’s easier to control.”

“I—can’t.” I shook my head.

“You can. You have to. I thought you were using just enough so your magic was there but not pulling at you. I was mistaken.”

I shook my head. “No.”