“I have news” Tarik beamed heading into the drawing room where his family were eating. It had been a hard few months, he had steadily gaining strength but he was still not the man he once was.
He still tired easily, the smallest tasks drained him of his energy, but he had finally managed to start taking over the management of the kingdom in full. It was only really now he had the time to contemplate all he had done.
Guilt of what he had put his family though still weighed heavily on his mind, he had done terrible things and while his son often tried to reassure him it had been the fault of his tutor or the creature that had inhabited him. Tarik could not help but wonder how much of what he’d done had in truth been him and only him.
“what’s that?” Jasmine smiled.
“Asha is getting married” he grinned, “Farid has just sent word, we are all invited”
“That’s wonderful” Quillen agreed, “When is it?”
“A week, just enough time for my beautiful ladies to get themselves pretty dresses”
“Will Duncan be there?”Quillen asked.
“I’m not sure” Tarik replied, “Farid didn’t say”
“He’s supposed to be here by now” Quillen replied, “Do you think something has happened?”
“I don’t know that either” Tarik smiled,”I’m sure things are fine, if there was a real problem Lar’s would have sent for help, but I tell you what we shall call into the cabin on our way, I imagine Duncan and Alice will have been invited, perhaps we can offer a lift. ”
“Am I going father?” Danica asked eagerly.
“We shall all go” he chuckled,”its not every day my daughter marries”
“Can I have a gown with a corset?”
“No you can’t, you are far too young for such things” he decided. Danica was quickly growing up, but like all fathers he was concerned she was doing it too fast. He didn’t really think she understood boys, at least he hoped she didn’t. He was fairly sure her interest in Duncan was innocent curiosity and he certainly hoped that when the youngman moved beneath his roof, any returned interest could be put on hold for a few years until they where married.
“Its not fair”Danica whined, “Duncan doesnt want to see me in little girl clothes”
“If Duncan is any sort of gentleman, he will like you whatever you wear”
“Are you going to join us for dinner?” Jasmine offered.
“Afraid not” He smiled, “I should go and see I can do to help Falcon with proceedings”. nodding his wife seemed to accept the decision and he headed back out of the room and back towards his study.
Slumping heavily into his seat, he sighed. He had been up since the crack of dawn down in the village and he found himself exhausted.
“Blast”He cursed after a moment, realizing he’d left his ledger across the room. In months gone this would have been a simple matter, a quick incantation and the book would be in his hand. He hadn’t used magic since he was sick, it was still in him. Sometimes he felt it coursing though his blood like firewater and somehow that scared him.
Once Lars had likened magic to an addiction, it was only now he realized how true that was. He was convinced magic could be controlled, that the use of it in the right hands could benefit people but these days he doubted whether or not his hands where the right ones.
He had done terrible things with his magic and least of all to his wife, magic had the ability to remove barriers such as right and wrong. Magic gave such power to its wielder it became easy not to consider its consequence, a simple spell and you could man a grown man bark like a dog or make a woman kill her own children.
He had proven he wasnt worthy of wielding it and as a demonstration of that simple fact, he stood from his chair headed across the room and picked up his book.