Chosen By The Dragon Kings novel Chapter 21

Silas pulled some books off one of the shelves, revealing a safe. He pulled a key from his pocket and placed the key in the lock before opening it. I watched as he pulled out my grandmother’s book wrapped in a clean silk cloth.

“You knew what it was didn’t you?” I ask and he turns to look at me.

“I knew the moment I saw the emblem on the front. I have seen this before. Before the war began, we have been looking for it” he said, opening it.

“Why?”

“Because it is supposed to say how to break the curse,” he says before pulling the cloth off and revealing my grandmother’s book.

“And If I can’t read it?” I ask.

“We keep looking, we have found you so the chosen one can’t be far,” Dragus says, coming up behind me and sitting on the edge of the desk.

“How do you know?”

“For someone not wanting to break the curse, you seem to ask a lot of questions,” Dragus tells me. I was asking questions, but not for the sake of breaking the curse placed on them. I wanted to know how to restore the fae back to their magic if any remain, restore the balance.

Silas placed the book in my hand, and I brushed my fingers over the emblem. I recognised the emblem carved into its leather. My grandmother always hid the book, so I never got a good look at it. I brushed my fingers over it, and I realised where I had seen it. My mother’s necklace had the same emblem etched into the stone it held.

“You recognise that?” Silas asked, stepping closer. I nod my head.

“So, have you seen it before?”

“Yes, on my mother’s necklace,” I tell him.

“Do you have it?” I shake my head. I knew where it was, I wasn’t telling them that and as long as they didn’t ask, I would keep it that way, because something told me her necklace was linked to the curse on them. I wasn’t sure how I knew, but I had this strange feeling that both the book and her necklace were connected somehow.

Opening the cover, I turn a few pages before handing it back. “It’s still blank,” I tell him. He takes it from me and flicks the pages like the words were going to appear. Silas grips my shoulders, looking me dead in the eye.

“Are you lying to me? Can you read it?” he says emphasising every word.

“No, you know I can’t lie. So why ask?,” I tell him. And it was the truth. I couldn’t read it. But I knew one thing they obviously didn’t know. It may be my twenty-First birthday, but fae magic is extremely specific. Magic doesn’t manifest until the exact time you were born, and I still had until 10. 03pm tonight.

“Because fae with magic can lie” Dragus says. I shake my head, disagreeing with him.

“No, they can’t, my grandmother would have told me that.”

“Not if she was lying to you, didn’t you say she still had her magic?” I say nothing because he was right she did still have magic.