Myrkron (Volume Two of The Chronicles of the Myrkron) (47 page)

The door opened instantly and a gold and black radiance poured from it.  He looked once again upon Karin or Megan
, as she stood before him, smiling.  She had never truly loved him.  He had been a fool.  He could see that now.  He rose to his feet and pointed at Megan.  His eyes went cold and their color faded from a deep blue to the color of ice.  As he pointed, he recited, “
Induco veneficus.
”

Michael felt the link form.  He could see the
multicolored aura of magic flowing around her suddenly cease its swirling and wink out.  He lowered his hand and stared at her.  Megan’s eyes were wide and staring.  He knew she was looking for the doors of magic within her mind.  However, he had not only sealed them, he had taken them away.  Never again would she know magic.  “You stole my heart once. Now you have managed to destroy it.  In return, I have taken from you what you hold most dear.  Tell your master he is next,” Michael said turning away.

Megan ran forward
, pleading, but was stopped abruptly by Reek and Branik.  “Michael, you cannot leave me like this!”

“Because you resemble someone I once loved, I leave you your life
.  Your magic, however, is forever lost,” Michael said, over his shoulder as he walked off the battlefield.

Reek and Branik restrained Megan until she collapsed to her knees on the ground
, crying.  They then followed Michael.

“Brother, was she truly your wife?”  Reek asked.

“No.  The Karin I knew and loved never existed.  She was just a dream,” Michael replied flatly.  He spoke the words of transport and the three of them vanished from the field.

Here ends the second book
of:

The Chronicles of the Myrkron