Page 79 of My Haven
Kendrick sat down and scooted the chair forward. “You saw mirrors?”
“Yeah. Everything was flipping through scenes, masks, lights and it was doubled or tripled for me, because of the mirrors.”
“Meryn, sip slowly,” Ryuu said, handing her a cup.
Meryn did as he advised, and her head popped up. “I like this one.”
“I bet you do,” Fergus said slyly.
Meryn began to gulp the tea. “It’s…” She took another sip. “It’s like a hug in a cup.”
Fergus burst out into loud laughter. “Boragina would love that compliment.”
Kendrick huffed. “Mine is more potent,” he said.
“Yeah, but your tea, is like your lessons. They’re hard to take, but good for ya,” Meryn said, then held up her empty cup. “It takes me a while to get through one cup of yours, but I could easily drink two of hers for the same effect.”
Kendrick scowled.
Fergus wiped away tears of laughter. “She just simplified your argument of thirty-years with Boragina.”
Kendrick eyed Meryn as she was sucking down her second cup of tea. “What was your overall impression of them?”
“They seemed nice,” Meryn said.
“Nice?” Kendrick asked, sounding shocked.
She nodded. “Karl was a sucker punch. We may not have hidden my reaction as well as we thought. Not a single one of them hit on my asshole meter.”
“That’s disturbing,” Kendrick admitted.
“Doesn’t mean we can’t kill them, right?” Meryn asked.
At Caiden’s side, Fergus’ mouth dropped open. Caiden lay a hand on his shoulder. “Maybe you should head to one of the unit houses or to Noctem Falls to visit Boragina,” he suggested.
The older man shook his head. “Boragina may be the earth witch, but I have been playing with air currents since I was smaller than that one,” he said, pointing to Pip. “I’ve been listening out for whispers. Not every witch is smart enough or capable of casting a soundproofing spell.”
“Are you sure? You’re taking a risk if the Witches’ Council catches you,” Caiden asked, feeling unsure about leaving the old man alone.
Fergus looked from him to Kendrick and back. “I’m more worried about places where I don’t hear anything at all.”
“Soundproofing?” Kendrick asked.
Fergus shook his head. “Not unless someone figured out how to make one permanent. I’ve been calling them, dead zones. No sounds of voices, birds, people moving about, nothing. And it’s constant.”
“Where at?” Caiden asked. “I can add those places to our routes for when the units patrol.”
“Around the castle, but that isn’t surprising, is it? One building closer to the Academy and one in the Lower City,” Fergus said.
“If you think for even a second enforcers are coming for you, get to a unit house. Micah listed you as family, we’ll get you to safety,” Caiden said.
The older man’s eyes filled. “He’s such a good boy.” He laughed. “A handful, driving Boragina to drink that wine of hers, but a good boy.”
“Meryn, do you think you can make it back to the Nu house?” Caiden asked.
“Yeah, but I may need that bed in Genevieve’s cool van,” Meryn said.
“It’s all yours for the way back,” Genevieve promised. “I had Kyran run out for ingredients, I’m making you my famous chicken noodle soup.”
