Thornhill Academy (By Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 107

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Marks Of the King

He laughs softly, that low, melodic sound I’m starting to love. “It wants you closer,” he says, feigning innocence.

“Right,” I mutter, though I can’t stop smiling.

When I stand, he rises too, the movement liquid grace. The shadows cling to him like a living cloak, but when his hand finds mine, they retreat, leaving only warmth behind.

“So,” I say, holding up my arm, the faint blue glow shimmering in the light, “what now?”

He studies the marks once more, reverently, “Now,” he says, “you learn what it means to wear the marks of the king.”