Robin Owens - Enchanted Ever After

She inhaled deeply. Wow. Magic had a scent in the game, like sleeping under a tree full of spring blossoms and having them drop down and cover her, fragile and pink. Wonderful, wonderful fragrance.

Against the wall she saw a brown leather pack that turned out to be full of food and journey items and medicines. Kiri picked it up by one of the straps and her brows rose. “Also light.” She studied the bulging bag, shrugged and slipped it on her back.

So she left the cave and stepped into warm sunshine...which appeared to be more yellow, too. Hmm. She’d see if she liked that; it did seem more cheerful.

How closely would Jenni and Lathyr be watching her? She didn’t know, but time to get on with the game. Fun and stressful all at once.

* * *

“Welcome back,” Princess Jindesfarne said to Lathyr.

Lathyr shuddered as he pulled off his visor and placed it on the counter. “I do not like that construct. Real and game.”

“Face it, Lathyr, you don’t like games.”

“I have no problem admitting that.”

The princess chuckled throatily, her cinnamon-colored brows winging up. “But you do like our charge, Kiri Palger.” There was a beep from the machine in front of the princess and she swirled toward it, fingers racing over the keyboard.

“Problems?” he snapped, striding to the monitor, not even taking time to remove the loathsome gloves that soaked up and channeled his magic in ways he didn’t care for.

“Not really,” Jindesfarne said. “I have the game set up to notify me when Kiri reaches some important goals. She’s through the first rath—first magical Hill.” The large screen in front of the Fire Princess lit up and showed Kiri with a staff in one hand, a long dagger attached to her hip.

“Explain the pocket dimension to me,” Lathyr said.

Now Jindesfarne swung her chair to look at him. “We can form and populate it as we please,” she said.

“I thought all dimensions were closed to us.” He knew the more magical Lightfolk, the royals, yearned for a permanent gate to intensely magical worlds...dimensions. “How can this be?”

She gave an exaggerated shrug. “The two guardians developed it.”

“Do you mean those who are older than the royals? The dwarf and the elf?”

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