Blood of Egypt (Witch Fairy Book 8)

Blood of Egypt (Witch Fairy Book 8) by Bonnie Lamer

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best if most Cowans believe that Fairies are nothing but lore.”
     
    “Cowans?” Eliana says.
     
    “Humans.  Other races have a really annoying habit of saying Cowans instead of humans.”  That earns me a ‘look’ from Kallen, which I completely ignore.  “What kind of magic does the essence give you?”
     
    “I can control the elements.  I can create wind and fire at will, and I have power over water and earth.  I’m also really strong.  What can you do?”
     
    “I can create things at will, open realms and a bunch stuff like that.”  I laugh.  “We sound like we’re filling out magical resumes.” 
     
    She laughs.  “Yeah, it does.”
     
    “So, you’re students?”
     
    Eliana nods.  “We attend the American University here in Cairo.  It was a difficult decision leaving my parents in the States, but I wanted to be closer to where my magic began.  I still have a lot to learn about it’s origin.  The woman who owns this house is helping me.”  That’s nice.  I don’t know what I’d do without Kallen and everyone else.  Probably blow up a realm or two.
     
    “The only problem with being in Egypt is that the Egyptian government wants her to be their ‘superwoman.’  One of their agents calls at least once a week to try to convince her,” Josh says.  He is definitely proud of Eliana.
     
    “You do not want to work for them?” Kallen asks.
     
    She shakes her head.  “No.  If I do, I’d never have a life of my own.  I think I can do as much good without working for the government.”
     
    I think about Dagda and how he’d like to have me at his beck and call all the time.  “Yeah, I basically tell my biological father the same thing.”
     
    “It must be more difficult for you.  You’re actually a Fairy princess.  I’m still amazed by that,” Eliana says.
     
    I shrug.  “I don’t feel like a Princess.  I’m just me.”  Lame.  I sound like I’m trying not to be a snooty princess.  Great, now I feel awkward.
     
    “Do you mind if I change subjects?” Josh asks.  I’m guessing he noticed my embarrassment.  Thank you.  When none of us disagree, he continues.  “If you just got here and you’ve never been to Egypt before, why was that guy shooting at you?”
     
    My embarrassment becomes discomfort.  I vowed to myself to tell them the truth.  “I kind of pissed off the Archangel of Ruin and Darkness.”
     
    Between the two of them, Josh is the first to recover his ability to speak.  “Archangel?  Of Ruin and Darkness?” 
     
    I scrunch my forehead unconsciously as I say, “Did I forget to mention the Angels?”  I know I did.  I was hoping to avoid this conversation for at least a little while.  My Angel heritage isn’t something I like to make readily known.
     
    Josh nods.  “Yeah, you did.  Was it him that threw you across the sand without us even seeing it happen?”
     
    “Yes and no.  Yes, he threw me at the pyramid, but it didn’t happen in this time.  It happened in Angel time.  When I get pulled into it, no time passes in the realm I was in.”  I hope that made sense.
     
    “Then it wasn’t just a millisecond for you.”
     
    I shake my head.  “Nope.  I got to have words and fling magic back and forth with him before he was pulled away.”
     
    “Pulled away?” Kallen asks.  “What do you mean?”
     
    I shrug.  “There was a bright white Angel light and it wrapped itself around him and dragged him away.  I have no idea who did it.  My guess would be Tabbris, since he probably affected that guy’s freewill.”  I turn to Josh and Eliana.  “Angels and Archangels can suggest things, but they can’t take control of other beings and make them do what they want them to do.  They can lose their wings forever for that.”
     
    Josh shakes his head and leans back on the couch.  “Xandra, I think you’re going to make my head explode.”
     
    “I know the feeling,” Kallen says, earning him an elbow

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