Back The Witch Queen Save as PDF
Chapters (64)
  1. Contents
  2. Dedication
  3. Playlist
  4. Content & Trigger Warnings
  5. Glossary
  6. Map
  7. Prologue
  8. Hawthorne
  9. Laurel
  10. Laurel
  11. Nemesia
  12. Hawthorne
  13. Mazus
  14. Hawthorne
  15. Hawthorne
  16. Laurel
  17. Hawthorne
  18. Laurel
  19. Hawthorne
  20. Laurel
  21. Laurel
  22. Hawthorne
  23. Laurel
  24. Hawthorne
  25. Nemesia
  26. Laurel
  27. Laurel
  28. Hawthorne
  29. Hawthorne
  30. Laurel
  31. Laurel
  32. Hawthorne
  33. Laurel
  34. Laurel
  35. Nemesia
  36. Hawthorne
  37. Hawthorne
  38. Laurel
  39. Hawthorne
  40. Hawthorne
  41. Laurel
  42. Laurel
  43. Nemesia
  44. Laurel
  45. Laurel
  46. Hawthorne
  47. Nemesia
  48. Mazus
  49. Laurel
  50. Laurel
  51. Laurel
  52. Hawthorne
  53. Hawthorne
  54. Nemesia
  55. Nemesia
  56. Laurel
  57. Hawthorne
  58. Hawthorne
  59. Laurel
  60. Laurel
  61. Laurel
  62. Chapter
  63. Acknowledgements
  64. About the Author

“Nothing. You’re just taking a lot of time with your appearance for a day of hard work cleaning up the merchant district. I wonder why.” She delivers the last line in a sing-song voice before she skips away. Rolling my eyes, I follow her out of the room.

“She’s right, brother. You’ve got it bad for Laurel,” Fionn remarks with a smirk.

“I do not!” I snap, but that only causes Silene and Fionn to trade a look and burst into laughter. I storm past them and walk out the doors of the apartment. Once I’m in the hallway, I yell back at them. “Let’s go! These buildings aren’t going to clean up themselves.”

We make the trek down into Arberly and to the destroyed merchant district. Now that Abscission is over, Fionn committed all three of us to help with efforts to clean up and repair the destruction from the rebel attack. Not that I mind. Fionn converses with several fae and humans who are in charge of the cleanup. They direct us farther into the district, to a stretch that was completely destroyed and needs to be fully cleared away before rebuilding. We immediately get to work, Fionn hauling giant beams of metal away with his magic while Silene follows behind him to blow away any remaining debris. I stick to physical labor, picking up what I can and carrying it to the giant burn pile that’s carefully maintained.

After several hours of back-breaking work, we’ve cleared our stretch enough for me to wash it down with water. I focus on the aether pulsing strongly around me, and it helps me find the dozens of barrels of water placed throughout the district for this purpose. A tidal wave crashes down over the area, washing away dirt and debris.

“Impressive,” a familiar feminine voice says from behind me. Turning, my eyes instantly find Laurel, surprisingly clad in a modest purple gown. Though I can’t say I dislike the scandalous dresses she likes to wear when she’s playing a scary witch, I like this look on her too.

“I’m glad you’ve finally realized I’m impressive,” I quip back with a wink. She rolls her eyes.

“I’m going to the school today to speak with the students there. I thought you might like to come with me. There are still a few light channelers who would love a few tips from you.” Her open expression makes my heart flip.

“Lead the way,” I say with a grin before yelling back to Fionn and Silene about where I’m going.