species to render itself extinct.â
Nineva grimaced. âGee, and I was hoping we were the only ones with that tendency.â
ââFraid not. Anyway, the Fae want to prevent those kinds of extinctions. They travel from planet to planet creating champions among every intelligent race they encounter. The championsâ job is to guide their people to adulthood.â
âWhy donât the Fae just appear to people and say, âDonât do stupid stuff â?â
âApparently they tried that. Didnât work. They decided the best thing to do is give other species the tools to survive and leave the rest up to them.â
Nineva thought through the implications as she studied the grail statue. âSo Merlinâs cup made Arthur and his people immortal. Probably enabled them to work magic, too, right?â Normal humans couldnât use mystical forces, because the physics wouldnât allow it. You couldnât work spells on Mortal Earth unless you drew on the Mageverse to do it.
âItâs a little more complicated than that.â
She gave him a dry smile. âWhy does that not surprise me? Okay, Iâll bite. How?â
âThe women can work spells, as you say. And theyâre pretty damned powerful. We call âem Majae.â
âSo what about the men?â
He cleared his throat. âActually, theyâre vampires.â
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âVampires?â Nineva stared at him in amazement. He seemed perfectly serious. âYou mean, as in undead, blood-sucking demons?â
âWhat part of âninety-nine percent of the legends is bullshitâ didnât you get?â
âYou didnât say anything about vampires, for Godâs sake. Why would Merlin make them vamps?â
âBecause Merlin was a vampire. His species evolved that way. Itâsâ¦â
âââ¦A little complicated.â Yeah, I get that.â She shook her head. âIf I didnât know you were the dragon knight, Iâd think you were jerking my chain.â
Kelâs cobalt brows rose. ââ The dragon knightâ?â
âThat storyâll take longer than yours.â
He contemplated that, then shook his head reluctantly. âThen itâll have to wait. Arthur told me to report in when I got you here, and weâve taken too much time as it is. Letâs go.â His long leather coat swinging with every stride, he headed up the corridor.
Nineva admired the width of his shoulders a moment before hurrying in his wake. He had a fluid, catlike stride that made her silently curse his enveloping coat. Sheâd have really loved to see his ass.
Hello? Dragon.
Dragon Iâm supposed to seduce .
Well, there was that. Nineva contemplated the seduction issue a moment, doubtful. Sheâd never tried to seduce anyone; sheâd generally been the seducee. None of her amorous experiences had been particularly memorable anyway, having been more a product of loneliness than real desire. Thereâd been times sheâd have done anything to connect with someone, even if that someone had been a bouncer, biker, or horny businessman. Two affairs and one dubious one-night stand didnât make for much of a sexual track record. Or bedroom skill, either.
She sighed.
Kel looked back over his shoulder at her. âProblem?â
âJust contemplating my shortcomings.â
He gave her a teasing smile. âThat shouldnât take longâitâs got to be a brief list.â
Her spirits lifted at the warmth in his gaze, and she smiled back. âI guess gallantry is part of the whole Knight of the Round Table gig.â
âYep.â His gaze warmed further. âBut soâs honesty.â
âOh, youâre good .â
Now his grin went downright suggestive. âSo Iâm told.â
Before she could come up with another conversational volley, he pushed open a massive wooden door and stood back to