Age of Cardin (Circle Trilogy - Book 2)


AGE OF CARDIN: Book 2 - Circle Trilogy
Author: Leigh Jarrett
Genre: Epic Gay Fantasy

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Meshia grunted at Leo and nodded, not wanting to commit to anything in specific. Sharing was not in his nature. The source of his knowledge came from the destroyed library in the Mycean palace. There were entire volumes of references to blue prints of great ships. He had never been able to track down the blueprints, though. The warships on Mycea, they'd had to develop themselves. And it seemed Mycean engineers were not as clever as their Cardinian counterparts.

His disgruntled mood changed to apprehension when plumes of sand dust rose from the floor, making it difficult to breathe. As sand began pouring down from the ceiling in heavy pockets, rapidly filling the room, he watched in morbid fascination as Leo, in his attempt to reach Sebastian, was engulfed by an ocean of sand, disappearing from view.

The sound of Sebastian screaming in terror startled him. He had never heard such intense anguish in Sebastian's voice before. An anguish he knew would never be equaled if he were the one lost. Perhaps this was the answer. Let Leo perish so Sebastian would be his and his alone—but he couldn't do it. Watching Sebastian, it tore at his heart to see the man he loved claw at the sand, helpless, frantic, trapped near the controls; his panic mounting as his repeated attempts to retrieve Leo using spells failed.

Resigned, Meshia pulled hard at the sand's weight and threw himself forward in an attempt to reach Leo. His hands combed through the sand, searching, and finally made contact with Leo's body. He was completely limp, and Sebastian's anxious sobs filled the room as Meshia pulled Leo free of the sand, lifted him above its surface, and cradled him in his arms.

He blew a breath of air toward Leo, attaching a spell of his own, and Leo coughed, clearing his lungs as he clung to Meshia's shirt, the sudden appearance of tears leaving trails in the dust that covered his face; his pink tongue licking sandy lips.

"Meshia, I am so sorry … about everything," Leo whispered hoarsely, then tucked himself tightly against Meshia's neck and sobbed, his body shaking.

"It's all right." Meshia rubbed his thumb across Leo's cheek, attempting to wipe the steady stream of tears away. The act of affection caused Leo to look up, his breath catching as he sniffed and shook. "We'll work things out," Meshia added as he looked at Leo properly for what was probably the first time since they had met so many years ago. He studied Leo's teary, sand-encrusted eyes and the soft, dusty contour of his mouth. Sebastian loved this man. For reasons utterly unfathomable to him—but Sebastian loved him, and the thought of losing someone so important to Sebastian was too painful to even contemplate.

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