To Curse the Wyre: Spells of Air, #3
By M.A. Lee and Remi Black
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Hunter. Hunted. Who is who?
The sorceress and her servants, the shifter wyre, seek to destroy Orielle's allies in the Wilding. Orielle has gathered Dark Fae and Rhoghieri to defeat them.
She rides with the Dark Fae Lord Skull and Lady Bone—but can she trust them?
To Curse the Wyre completes the fantasy trilogy Spells of Air. The novella series is part of Fae Mark'd World, from Remi Black. Also available are the three dark fantasy novels Weave a Wizardry Web, Dream a Deadly Dream, and Sing a Graveyard Song, featuring the wizard Alstera.
For elemental magic and dangerous Dark Fae allies, treacherous shape-shifters, and a twisty sorceress that seeks to defeat a wizard, look no further than To Curse the Wyre.
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Each novella in the Fae Mark'd World is a complete story, yet the stories are interlinked. The concluding To Curse the Wyre is especially interlinked, and readers will experience a greater enjoyment after reading To Wield the Wind and To Charm the Wind.
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To Curse the Wyre - M.A. Lee
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The midnight-black horses thundered along the forest road. To Orielle’s eye, they moved slowly, muscles bunching and stretching gently, manes drifting in the cold night air, their speed a deceptive glide over the ground. Yet moon-silvered trees passed in a blur. The road sped by beneath the enchanted horses’ hoofs.
The Lady’s Moon rose quickly in the velvet-dark sky.
She rode on Lord Skull’s left. Mounted on his snow-white steed, the knight Sangrior rode to the Kyrgy Lord’s right, the place of honor. Ever wary, Grim followed. Lord Skull’s knights and dames came after.
A russet hart with a weighty rack of antlers leapt across the road. As it fled into the trees, Lord Skull reined in his horse. He flung up a hand to stop the following riders. Then he stared into the trees, tracking the hart’s long run until it vanished in the deeper forest. Magnificent.
Worthy of a Hunt,
Sangrior commented.
Not this Hunt. We seek foul sorcery. Not-Wizard, you ride well.
Orielle patted her night-black mount. They had ridden for miles, but the horse wasn’t blown. Thank you, my Lord, but I prefer the name Solsken.
The Kyrgy Lord chuckled, which Lady Bone would never have done. "Not-Wizard is what you are. Solsken is when you are. He fixed her with his black-on-black eyes. His horse stood calm while hers shifted, as if the Lord’s gaze burdened it.
I do not know who you are. I am not certain you know yourself."
I am no more and no less than Orielle of Galfrons Clan of the Enclave, a Not-Wizard named Aiwaz Solsken by a Kyrgy knight.
Sangrior smiled at her use of the name he’d given her. That smile revealed his recently sharpened teeth in that marble-white skin, a statue who lived and acted and reacted.
She shifted in her saddle to look behind, meeting Grim’s cautious gaze. More than friend,
she added, to Grim Holtson, a Rhoghieri.
More than friend?
Lord Skull glanced at the Rho. When he again faced forward, the rising moon glinted on his Fae-scrolled armor. Grim Holtson is only more than a friend? You have not shared your true names?
We look forward to becoming more.
Grim sounded firm, and he returned her smile. We have had little time, my lord. Wyre and gobbers—.
And wraiths,
she added.
Have prevented the more.
Kyrgy know
was Lord Skull’s only comment. Come. We ride on. Wyre and sorcery are at the end of our Hunt.
Yet he didn’t set the thundering pace of before.
Orielle dared not ask questions. Lady Bone could be capricious. Both the Lady and her brother were dangerous Dark Fae. She hadn’t found the limits of their tolerance, and she didn’t wish to.
At this cantering pace, she glimpsed more than passing trees. A twinkling nest of sprites flickered in the distant forest. With wizard-sight, she spotted mundane creatures scurrying away from the road, fleeing the Hunt’s passage. Dark bulks with silver glints and the occasional flash of red eyes helped her see them as they dove into tangled undergrowth or they scurried up tree trunks. The little animals were safe, too small to tempt the riders into pursuit.
After they crossed a ridge, Lord Skull slowed the ride, walking the horses down. A knight rode forward, jostling Sangrior to the road’s verge. Skull didn’t acknowledge him. The knight took the lead. He paused at a distant bend of the road and drew his sword. The dark steel winked in the silvery light of Lady’s Moon.
When the Hunt reached the bend, Orielle heard rushing water, but the trees blocked any view of the river. She didn’t know if the shore they neared was where they had battled the wyre and the sorceress. Was it where she and Grim alone had defeated wyre? Or was it yet another rushing stream that emptied into the main tributary that poured into the Lowlands?
The knight waited by a dense tangle of withy undergrowth that spilled down the steep-climbing mountainside. Farther along, the road descended between banks of trees, an old wagon trace. The knight pointed to the tangle with his sword. Here. The entrance is here.
Lord Skull rode closer, and Orielle remained at his side. Sangrior came as well and drew his sword, the steel glinting ice-blue. He was Lady Bone’s knight, lent to her brother while the consort knight Volk and Sir Kristofin remained at the Lady’s side, not on this ride.
Grim drew up on her left. His sword was drawn, ready, Fae bright where the riders’ weapons were dark steel.
Hands crossed on his saddle pommel, Lord Skull waited. The lead knight dismounted. He threw his reins to Sangrior. Sword leading the way, he ducked into the writhe of woodbine and disappeared into the thicket against the mountainside.
What is it?
she asked Sangrior.
Old lair. Lord Skull thought the wyre would have returned to it.
Did they not camp on the shore?
This lair is older, from years ago.
Grim inhaled sharply. Aye, I thought I recognized it. Three years old.
The wyre who attacked the Haven? Before you left for the Citadel?
Aye. Nothing should be here except bones. The bones of the last wyre we killed.
Unless the other wyre did use it for shelter.
How would they find it?
Grim countered the kyrgy knight. None survived. Any scent is old, weathered to nothing.
Orielle didn’t care about their argument. Would the wyre with the sorceress have created a lair? Or found a cave for shelter? Or did they just camp on the shore?
They left their dead on the shore,
Sangrior said with a dogmatic assurance. They left their dead for gobbers and scavengers to feed on.
Lady Bone’s knights and dames, those who were killed? Were they also left on the shore?
The Lady scattered their ashes, giving them back to the sun at its zenith.
How did Sangrior know? He’d been with her in the Haven throughout the day. Did he have some connection to the Lady, so that he knew what she wanted him to know? Orielle remembered that blinding transition from place to place, which shifted her and Sangrior from the glade where the Lady had healed Volk and to the Haven. They had also shifted back to another glade where they’d met her and Lord Skull ... and begun this ride.
The fight against the sorceress and her wyre had decimated Lady Bone’s riders—although Sangrior showed no grief for his fellow knights and dames. Only the two consort knights and one other had survived, Volk gravely wounded. If he had not been wounded, would the Lady have continued the fight? When Volk had staggered under the attack of two shifted wyre, the Lady gathered him and her two remaining knights, the betraying Saircuista, and Orielle ... then they fled, transitioning from the shore to that starlit meadow surrounded by old-growth trees.
From there, Sangrior returned with her to the Haven. Then he fought at her side against wraiths and a Fire mentor allied to the sorceress. Since he remained with me, how does he know what Lady Bone did with the dead riders? How does he know the sorceress abandoned her dead wyre and the three mundane swordsmen?
Skull’s knight reappeared, his sword advancing first through the tangle. He bowed. No one, my Lord. Cold fire. Days old. No taint of sorcery.
Used, though?
Skull leaned over his pommel. The wyre did choose to return here. Where have they gone?
He contemplated the forest surrounding them, ahead where the land steeply rose on both sides of the forest road and the tangle of undergrowth that grew round the old-growth trees. His eyes narrowed as he tracked deeper into the forest.
What does he see with his Fae eyes? Wizard-sight painted the nocturnal world in silver of varying hues, from ghostly pale rocks to the black trunks of virgin trees, glimmering creatures that cowered in the undergrowth and charcoal masses of bushes heaped over with woodbine. Orielle saw nothing more than what any