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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.

asked. She led me into what seemed like a living room and sat down on

back of the couch and motioned

of a gift for Soren,” I said, plopping down on

deserving of a gift?” she asked,

he’s done a lot

he has,” she

you have any ideas?”

scarf,” she

scarf? I’ve never seen Soren wear

It was something he cared for greatly. After a journey he went on, he

he lost his scarf?” I

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

know anything about

of my girls take you into town to get yarn, needles, and she’ll teach you to knit,” she

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very well. After one last dose, you should be all set,” Dr. Lee told me as he

my last checkup with

so much, Lee,” I

are recovering. Soren is the one who got the

lower lip as I thought about what

of blood in order to

even more grateful toward him and I’d been working hard to finish his scarf. It had come out much

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

scarf

made

Knock. Knock.

I

my room. He stepped in with a bouquet of flowers in hand. They were wildflowers and absolutely

the vase

my

thought they could brighten up your room a little bit,” Soren

“Thank you.”

show you,” he said, nodding

nodded, grabbing the gift bag and I followed Soren downstairs. He led me out into the inn courtyard. There was a place

courtyard, nestled between a tree and garden flowers, there was

the same swing from the childhood memory dream Soren had seen

“Soren…”

or your packland. I did want you to enjoy something

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

me. “You don’t

mean… Yes, I like it. I

the swing and pushed it. It swung back and forth, exactly like my

breath, I went back to

“Thank you.”

back. For a moment, I didn’t

a gift,” I said. I put the gift bag in his hands. “Please accept this as

the scarf from the bag. He ran it

Soren wrapped the