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Chapter 731

CHAPTER 76 : A KISS GOODNIGHT

*Mila*

With Eros locked up and all of us being back in the rogue zone at Soren’s inn, I felt a lot more comfortable. Soren put me back in the guest room right next to his. He’d been pretty busy when we got back, checking in with Thomas and the rest of his warriors.

Soren seemed really relaxed too and I liked seeing him at peace.

Although, I wasn’t sure how long the peace would last. Eros was just the first one to approach us about the artifact and the rumors Soren spread. We both knew he wouldn’t be the last to come for us.

The work Soren was doing with Thomas and his warriors was important and I didn’t want to get in the way.

They’d need to be ready when the others came after me.

Until then, I found I didn’t have much to do and I couldn’t stay cooped up in the inn all day.

I let myself into the large inn down the street from Soren’s.

“Madam Scarlett?” I called, walking into her big, open lobby.

“Miss Mila,” Scarlett said. She smiled coyly when she saw me and held out a silk, gloved hand.

“I was wondering if you could answer a few questions for me?” I asked, smiling innocently.

“My dear, you know that I don’t answer questions for free. Do you have any money?” she asked, licking her cherry-red lips.

“I don’t but I have something else to offer,” I said. I held out a lotion bottle.

Scarlette arched an eyebrow and c****d her head to the side.

“What is it?” she asked a curious gleam in her eyes.

“This is a special lotion. Magical, actually. It will slow down aging.”

Madam Scarlett’s eyes widened and she grinned. “My my, you do know the way to my heart.” She snatched the bottle from me.

It was the first spell I’d used from the spellbook that my mother left me. After the meteor shower, Soren started teaching me the language that the book was written in. I studied it every day and read about the plants and spells in it.

Strangely, I picked up the language really quickly and wondered if that was because of my witch heritage. The language was a part of my family legacy.

I’d learned the spell for the potion from the book.

“This is the most thoughtful gift for a woman in my profession,” she said. “I like it so much, I will give you 10 questions.”

“I think you’ll really enjoy it. I tested it myself and it is quite effective,” I said, rubbing my own soft, smooth cheek.

The book had spells and potions in it. The lotion had been in the potions section. Some of them, when I read them, I felt like I’d learned them before. Reading them was an easy way to refresh my memory on something I learned a long time ago.

It made it easy for me to pick up some of the new things.

I’d been able to use some of the spells without even thinking about it, once I was reminded of them. They were probably spells that my mother had taught me when I was a child. They were buried in my memory and as the Blackfire poison faded, I could feel my witch power getting stronger. Spells and magic felt more natural.

me into what seemed like a living room and sat down on a

her arm along the back of the

for Soren,”

did Soren do to be so deserving

cheeks warmed. “Well… he’s done a lot for me

sure he has,”

any

she said

never

he wore it everywhere. It was something he cared for greatly. After a journey he went on, he came back without it and for two months he was

lost his scarf?” I asked,

happened,” she said, shaking her head. “Thomas once casually asked where the scarf was and the look Soren gave him told Thomas never to ask again. It led us to believe the scarf was the source of his bad

anything about buying

When we are done here, I will have one of my girls take you into town to get yarn, needles, and she’ll teach you to knit,” she

***

be all set,” Dr. Lee told me as he packed

was my last checkup with

you so much, Lee,” I

you are recovering. Soren is the one who got the Howlingred flower for

chewed my lower lip as I thought about what

in the spellbook and I knew that Soren had to feed the plant lots of blood in order to get the flower for the antidote. He’d probably risked his life to give

made me feel even more grateful toward him and I’d been working hard to

picked up the scarf. It was light and smooth but the yarn would keep Soren warm in cooler temperatures, too. I put the scarf in

I wanted to give the scarf

thinking about it made my

Knock. Knock.

in,” I

poked his head into my room. He stepped in with a bouquet of flowers in hand.

said. He put the vase and

gorgeous,” I gasped. I stuck my nose in the flowers

your room a little bit,”

“Thank you.”

show you,” he said,

gift bag and I followed Soren downstairs. He led me out into the inn courtyard. There was a place for patio dining but that wasn’t what Soren wanted to

the courtyard, nestled between a tree and garden flowers,

arms going limp at my sides. It was the same swing from the childhood memory dream Soren had seen with me. The swing

“Soren…”

the childhood cabin back in Hathaway territory or your packland. I did want you to enjoy something that reminds you of your childhood.

the swing and shook my head. There was nothing I could say…

at me. “You

I shook my head. “I mean… Yes,

it. It swung back

went back to Soren and

“Thank you.”

me back. For a moment, I didn’t

the gift bag in his hands. “Please accept this as a

the bag. He ran it through his fingers and a tender look entered his

wrapped the scarf around his