Demon Bound (DEMONS OF ARDANI #1) by Nina K. Westra EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Nina K. Westra
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“I have something to show you.”
Raiya looked up at her husband, her knife and fork
frozen in her hands. He was smiling. It was a smile that said
he knew something she didn’t.
When Lord Nirlan Han-gal smiled, it was usually because
someone else was suffering. In her year of marriage to him,
that smile had never preceded anything pleasant.
“What is it?” Raiya asked, carefully keeping her tone
neutral. As they finished dinner, she looked down at her
plate and realized she hadn’t eaten much. She’d been eating
less and less, lately.
His smile broadened. “It’s a surprise.” He went to her,
holding out his hand. He would have been angry if she didn’t
take it, so she stood, letting him lead her by the arm from
the dining room into the cold halls of their dark, empty
castle.
Long ago, when Uulantaava had been ruled by
innumerable warlords scattered across the plains, dozens of
men and women had been housed within these halls
alongside the nobles they served. These days, it was just
Raiya and Nirlan and a few servants. Despite the cold and the
emptiness, it probably would have been a nice place to live if
she’d been sharing it with someone she loved.
The longer they walked, the more apprehensive she
became. When he brought her to the cobweb-laden door that
led to the dungeon, she stopped. It had been decades since
any prisoners had been kept there, but she very much
doubted there was anything there she’d want to see.
“I think I’m feeling a bit sick, actually,
” she said, a last
half-hearted attempt to escape. “I think I should go to bed
early.”
Nirlan acted as if she hadn’t said anything. He opened the
door, and she stared into the blackness beyond. He pushed
her forward.
She had only ventured into the dungeon beneath the
crumbling castle once before. The darkness of the place
would have been absolute had it not been for the candle in
Nirlan’s other hand, and the smell of the ancient stone
corridors was one of dank dirt and old mold. She wasn’t
dressed for the cold, and her thin robe did nothing to
insulate her. It was like being inside a grave.
He brought her to a stop in front of another door. Glowing
runes were carved in overlapping circles all over it. For a
moment, her interest overshadowed her fear, and she began
picking out runes she recognized. Hold. Strength. Imprison. A
locking enchantment. She doubted Nirlan could read a word
of it. Eunaios must have crafted it for him. Nevertheless,
when Nirlan produced a key and slid it into the lock, it
opened smoothly.
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