Page 94 of The Seducer
Not one to make a fuss, I nodded and gave Kya a weak smile, “May peace surrou–” I was falling before I even realized it. The last thing I heard before I passed out was Finn cursing.
Drifting back to the surface, I heard the clear sound of a child’s voice singing to me.
It sounded angelic in its softness and when I opened my eyes, I found not one but two children sitting next to my bed staring at me. They were complete opposites in appearance with one being a blonde with blue eyes, and the other a cute girl with mocha colored skin, and the most fantastic curly black hair.
“Told you she was waking up,” the girl with brown eyes said to her friend.
I gave them a weak smile. “May peace surround you.”
“You don’t have to say that here,” the brown girl said. “You’re in the Northlands now, and they don’t care much about being polite.” She pointed to her friend. “That’s Mila, she’s the one who sang to you. My name is Raven, and I’m not very good at singing, but I’m good at pretty much anything else, especially fighting and climbing trees.”
“Are you two students here at the school?”
Mila nodded with a shy smile, while Raven bombarded me with information. “We’re both students at the school. There’re ten boys from the Northlands and most of them are really annoying. No, I take that back, they’reallreally annoying. And then there’s ten of us from the Motherlands, or maybe I should say eleven since a boy named Tristan just joined us, but I guess you know him since he came with you.”
“Yes, I know Tristan, and he’s only here for a few days,” I pointed out in a soft voice.
“That’s disappointing,” Raven said and wrinkled her nose. “Because I really like him.”
“Do you know where Finn is?
“Oh, that’s right.” Raven jerked back and got up from her chair. “We were supposed to get him as soon as you woke up.” With quick instructions for her friend to watch me, Raven sprinted out the door.
“You’re very pretty,” Mila whispered. “I’ve been looking at your tattoos.”
“You’re very pretty too, and you have a beautiful voice,” I reciprocated.
Her smile grew a little and revealed the most adorable dimples.
“My father has tattoos too.”
“He does?” I was surprised because not many Motlander men had tattoos.
She nodded. “He has a big one on his neck, and several on his chest and arms. But I like yours better than Magni’s.”
Pushing myself up on my elbows, I frowned. “I’m sorry, I think I heard you wrong. Did you just call Magni your father?”
“Uh-huh.” She straightened up, looking proud. “He’s not my real dad, it’s just something we pretend.”
The contradiction between this angelic child and the beast of a man who had kidnapped me and almost frightened me to death was mind-boggling.
“You’re not afraid of him?”
Mila smiled. “No, but some of the other children are. He can be a bit grumpy sometimes.”
Describing Magni as grumpy was about as misleading as describing the earthquake we had just experienced as a small shiver. The young girl clearly cared about Magni, so I chose to nod my head without going into further details.
A minute later, Finn walked into the room, telling Mila that she had been very helpful and that she could return to her friends now.
“You should’ve told me that you weren’t feeling well,” he said with a worried look and sat down on the side of the bed. “You were lucky that I caught you before you hit the ground, or you could have added a concussion on top of the leg injury.”
“Thank you for catching me,” I said.
“You’re welcome.” He smiled. “I’ve cleaned the wound and you slept for four hours.”
“Four hours?” I said in a high-pitched tone.
Leaning in, Finn caressed my face. “Your body needed it. It’s got a lot of healing to do.”
