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Seduced by Moonlight (Merry Gentry #3) Page 29
Author: Laurell K. Hamilton

I blinked up at him. I was tired of lying on the bed. If I was going to have to listen to tricky philosophical theories, the least I could do was not be flat on my back. I tried to sit up, winced, but kept at it. Nicca started to help me, but Doyle waved him back, then seemed to think better of it and motioned him to help me.

Nicca touched my arm, helped steady me, and it was just a warm touch. There was no magic to it, except the touch of skin to skin. Nicca fluffed pillows behind me so that I could sit propped up. When nothing happened at that first touch, he touched me where he needed to, until I was comfortable, or as comfortable as I was going to get.

"If Nicca's touch had caused another gathering of power, I don't know what we would have done, but if Nicca can touch you with impunity, then I think we should see how safe the rest of us are." He motioned, and Maeve stepped up beside him.

"Touch her."

Maeve looked at him as if she weren't accustomed to being ordered around. Then she took a deep breath and had to crawl on the edge of the bed to reach me. Maeve was not a short woman, and that spoke to how truly large the bed was.

She hesitated, a moment, searching my face.

"Do it," I said.

She did. The palm of her hand was warm and dry and soft, but nothing more. There was no pull of magic to it. We both looked at Doyle, with her hand still pressed to my shoulder. "Nothing's happening," she said.

"Try a little flare of power," Doyle said.

"Do you think that's safe?" Rhys asked.

"We need to know," Doyle said.

"She's been through a lot today. As long as we can all touch her, I think we can wait on experimenting with power."

Doyle turned so that they were facing each other beside the bed. "It is your night with the princess tonight, Rhys. Do you really believe you can be with her and it not be a thing of power?"

Rhys glared up at him, the hand without the gun forming a fist. He was quiet for almost a full minute, then finally, reluctantly, he said, "No."

"None of us can be with her without it being a thing of power, Rhys. We must know now, while there are more of us to help, if our magic will bring this on again. Whatever it is."

"I have told you what it is, Doyle," Maeve said. "Why will none of you believe me?"

"I do not doubt you, Maeve, but godhead was always given as a gift, something earned. It was not accidental. Meredith did not bring this upon you and Frost deliberately." He looked at me, and raised an eyebrow. "You didn't, did you?"

"It would never have occurred to me to try," I said.

He turned back to Maeve, as if that satisfied him. "We must understand what brought this on, because we cannot afford to lose Meredith, even if it made the rest of us gods on high."

"Well then, you're going about it wrong," Maeve said.

Doyle looked at her, and I'd seen many a court noble wilt under that gaze. Maeve didn't even flinch. She put her arm around my shoulders and snuggled closer to me, a smile playing on her lips. "Danu's power wasn't called until we were kissing."

"Please stop saying that name," I said. I just couldn't keep hearing that the magic of the Goddess was inside me, even a little bit. I know in theory that we are all the Goddess, or rather images of Her divine perfection. Theory is one thing, though; actually having that kind of power and being able to use it is entirely different.

"Why?" Maeve asked, and she looked genuinely puzzled.

Galen raised his hand. "Ooh, I can answer this one."

Maeve turned puzzled eyes to him.

"Merry's creeped out that the Goddess climbed inside her."

"That's not it," I said.

"That the power of the Goddess is inside you," he said, and the teasing softened as he said it.

"Maybe awed more than creeped out," I offered.

"You should be honored," Maeve said, hugging me.

"I am honored," I said, "but this particular honor almost killed me."

Maeve's face looked suddenly solemn. "Yes, and it would have been my fault."

"No," I said.

"I played you with my magic, Merry. I tried to seduce you because all the men keep turning me down for you." She kissed the top of my head. "I thought, If you can't beat them, join them." She hugged me tight enough that I couldn't see her face when she said, "I want sidhe flesh, Merry. I want a glow to match my own to throw shadows on the walls in the dark." Her voice was fierce.

"Will you settle for a kiss?" I offered, my voice muffled against her shoulder.

She leaned back enough to show me a smile. "If it comes with magic, yes."

"I guess if it doesn't come with magic, we won't know if the Goddess energy will remanifest."

She smiled and raised a perfectly arched eyebrow. "I suppose not."

"Was it a kiss with power that did Frost as well?" Doyle asked.

"Yes," Maeve and Galen answered in unison.

"Frost freed her from Maeve's power, and then it was as if he couldn't help himself." Galen looked out into the room, as if he were visualizing what had happened. "This look came over his face just before he bent down and kissed her." He blinked and looked back at Doyle. "He looked bespelled."

"Where is he now?" Doyle asked.

No one knew the answer. "Queen's curse take it," Doyle said, "Nicca, Galen, find him, bring him here."

Nicca turned for the door, but Galen hesitated. "What if Merry needs us?"

"Go," Doyle said, "now." And the way he said it brooked no argument.

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