Page 2 of My Eternal Light

Aiden just nodded a pained look on his face. “Whatever you want baby.”

“Auntie got me my bag. Do you have any idea how many brownies I can store in that thing?”

The queen laughed. “I’m certain no one has ever used it to store sweets before.”

Meryn looked confused. “I mean besides Kendrick’s cool lab and library set up, what else would you want to store in there? Food on demand.”

Thane turned to her. “Meryn, I think you might be one of three people who have a Bag of Wishes, so, from this point onward you can set new standards.”

“Word.”

She looked around. “I said Kendrick’s name and there was no sarcastic rejoinder, where did he go? He’s been quiet since getting back from Lycaonia.”

Kincaid felt a tiny sliver of concern when his queen winced, and her gaze went toward the courtyard.

“Anne?” Meryn prodded.

“He had a few phone calls to make.”

Meryn squinted. “Right.” She looked back over to him. “I’ll need a shirtless photo later.”

Kincaid swallowed hard. “What?”

“It’s for science,” she explained.

“What science exactly?”

She smiled at him. “Super scientificy science stuff.”

He met her gaze. “I think you’re fibbing.”

Her eyes went wide, and she made a pouting expression. “Please?”

“It’s for your database thing you have.”

“So?”

“I do not want to be objectified. I am a person.”

“A person who is currently tied for sixth. I think a shirtless picture could get you in the top three.”

He hurried over to stand behind her, looking down at her laptop. “Really?”

“Yup! I…” her explanation was cut short as a resounding bang, echoing behind them.

Kincaid turned, the courtyard door swung recklessly on its hinges as Kendrick strode forward, his face twisted in anger. His eyes looked around and locked in on Meryn.

Brennus stood and placed himself between the advancing witch and his niece. “Now, Kendrick. Whatever she did, it could not possibly be that bad,” the queen’s consort started in soothing tones.

Kendrick snarled and waved his hand. Kincaid felt his ears pop as the soundproofing spell engulfed them.

Shit.

He was casting without spells.

“Months! Weeks of work for nothing!” he ranted.

Meryn watched with a neutral expression. “We’ve had a lot going on. Which particular endeavor did you find out about that has you flippin shits?”

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