Read more: http://www.kawebbwriting.co.uk/the-fae-world-kalinia-post-apoc-kenner-the-magicians-attack/
Collection: The Fae World
As the last of the shifters stepped through the door Tybalt breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn’t been certain that six hours would be enough time, but it had and he turned to smile at Alena. “Your turn,” he said, reaching out to squeeze her shoulder. “Alder’s on the other side. He went through as soon as Willow opened the door to begin setting up the tents that we’ll all be living in to begin with, until they have a chat with the Prime Minister and let him know what’s happening, when we’ll hopefully be able to start working something more permanent out.”
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.
Jackson stepped through the wards. He’d known where the school was for a while, but he wasn’t sure that he wanted to be a thief, because it had been the job that had taken both his parents away from him. By choosing to remain thieves, rather than raise their three children, they’d caused damage that could never be repaired, and he was glad they’d have been moved onto other jobs, so he wouldn’t have to deal with them. As far as he was concerned the only parent he wanted was the woman who had raised him, his aunt, his father’s sister, who had also once been a thief. She, however, had decided to walk away when she became a mother, accidentally, and then took on the unwanted children of her brother’s lover. Other children in his position had ended up in orphanages with no idea why they were abandoned, which was something he sometimes thought might be better.
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.
Finding the school had been an accident. Until that happened Max knew nothing about the thieves or the magicians, although that might have changed even if he hadn’t found the school because he was male and obviously had magic as he’d managed to break through the wards surrounding the building without even trying. A part of him wished he never had, but if he hadn’t he wouldn’t have met some of the wonderful people he’d become friends with, which, often, was enough to make him push his concerns aside. The rest of the time… he had difficulties with the reason they were trying to steal from the thieves, the same way Orla did, and if the two of them had been together they would still be trying to hunt for the real reason. He knew, thanks to a couple of the books they’d manage to grab, that whoever was running everything behind the scenes was keeping things from them.
Mirrored from K. A. Webb Writing.