Free Healer by Bonnie Watson

bending Nature’s law?”
    Katherine swept some
of her strawberry hair back over one shoulder. “It is when you’re dealing with
Chronicles.”
    “So
what now?”
    “We continue as
planned. We find Shy…before Jangus does.”

 
 
 
    CHAPTER
6
     
     
     
     
    Twin carriages seemed to
hover, side by side, before two pegasi touched down on the landing deck outside
Luxor Castle. Wisdom was the first to step from the white and gold vessel, its
pallid appearance in sync with Luxor’s stone coloration. He nodded once to
Megas, who folded his wings in a fade and tended to the horses. As before, the
White Wing had taken lead, guiding the carriage in flight. His eagerness to
show off his skills impressed Glory into applauding his somersaults and barrel
rolls. She had sat next to the window, with the prince sitting across from her
grinning from ear to ear.
    Accompanying them was
Ashpin, who had watched from the opposite window while land washed away into a
sky-blue backdrop. Occasionally, he would wave over to the second carriage
carrying four other guests.
    “Remember this place?”
the prince asked Glory, who took his hand as she stepped from the carriage.
    “Wow.” Ashpin stared
up at the enormous structure as he followed after. He glanced around the
vehicle’s side while the three clan leaders and doctor stepped from their
carriage to join them. They conversed animatedly about the trip in a flying
carriage. For most, it was their first. For the doctor, he looked forward to
seeing his son, Nicholas, who worked on the property.
    Glory beamed. “How
could anyone not want to work in something this grand?”
    “You’re what makes it grand,” Wisdom said softly in her ear. He admired
that warm glow coloring her cheeks. They had met at Luxor, years ago as
children. He still remembered her spoiled little pout, that whine of independence from her stepmother and stubborn attitude. Now and then
Glory’s bottom lip still protruded in a childish pout when something was not to
her liking.
    His gaze trailed over her
slim gown, a gift from the Schevolsky Family. A fine lace of soft green
followed her neckline in a V-shape and extended down to the waist. There, the
pattern dipped around her hips over white satin fabric. The slight
off-the-shoulder look was enough to reveal a taste of her creamy flesh. The
remembrance of its warmth against his own increased his acuteness to other
males in the area, and was swift to intervene when an approaching guard
welcomed them.
    “Thank you,” he
answered before Glory could respond. He noticed Alexander giving Ashpin that
crooked smile of, “See that?”
    “I’m not that bad,”
Wisdom muttered, causing all smiles from his friends. Together, they entered
through an archway of double doors. Once inside, a spacious foyer seemed to
extend with the growing number of guests coming and going. From outside came
the low whinnies of more approaching pegasi. Before the doors completely shut,
Wisdom was sure he saw another White Wing guiding more carriages down to the
landing platform.
    “I see why Megas loves
this place,” Glory said. “There’re so many opportunities to fly!”
    “You have one of
those, don’t you?” Nemmerl swept his hand in the direction where Megas had
been. “Wasn’t he supposed to come with us?”
    “Chanté? He was supposed to come with Shy,” Glory said. “Though he missed the carriage.”
    “Trust me,” Wisdom
said. “Shy’s coming. From what I could gather, it
sounded like he wanted something new to wear for the occasion.”
    Glory laughed. “Well
then, he’ll be fashionably late.” A slight toss shook her long locks
from around her face.
    “He’ll be sorry if he
decides not to,” the prince said. “For someone trying to learn more about
humans, he needs to show up—”
    On
time? came the thought from his brother. He must have let the others hear as well, for
they looked around as though expecting to see the albino Healer.
    Wisdom just sighed.