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Magic and the Pagan
– Shayne Carmichael & Mychael Black
Evan Bartholomew lives life as a gay pagan with a deep interest in magic. Not wise choices in the small town he resides in. When he comes across a book of magic in an old bookstore, he fantasizes about the portrait of a man within its pages. The first time Evan attempts one of the spells in the book, he finds himself in a world he never knew existed, completely clueless. A world of demons, magic, a queen who wants to kill him, a king who lusts after him, and the man of his fantasies, Aidan Loriel.
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“Rain again.” Aidan stared out the window, watching the gray haze surrounding the keep.
A low growl answered the pronouncement.
“Yes, I know, my friend. I feel it, too.”
“And what will you have me do, Master?” The question was more of a growl than actual words. Its intended recipient stood silent, staring out of a thin window.
“Welcome him, as always, Atael. Make him comfortable, but not to the point where he would want to stay. I am much too busy to cater to a king’s fancies this evening.”
“As you wish, Master.”
Aidan watched with only a mild interest as his servant left the room. The creature’s wings folded down when he ducked under the doorway. The sinewy lines of his body twisted and he stalked down the corridor, his heavy footfalls nearly shaking the stone foundations of the keep. A brief smile broke through Aidan’s otherwise stoic features. Atael was much happier when he didn’t have to hide his true form. With the king’s impending arrival, however, he would have to do just that.
Aidan turned back to the window with a perturbed sigh. “The man is going to kill me yet.”
“Master, he is here.”
The demon’s growl reverberated through Aidan’s mind, drawing another annoyed sigh from the magician. Heavens above, if avoiding the king’s advances didn’t kill him, then the queen surely would.
“Show him into the great library, Atael. I will be with him shortly.”
“Yes, Master.”
Aidan took his time making his way down the three floors to the great library. His keep lay just outside the king’s borders and it gave him an edge when he wished to pay no one any allegiance. The king knew him enough to know that Aidan didn’t rush himself on any matter. As he stepped into the library, King Tordis stood and bowed. The motion brought a wry grin to Aidan’s lips.
“Fealty to a wizard,” Aidan quipped as he went to a small bar behind the line of plush couches. “What would your subjects say?”
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