Chapter Four
Rhys
Wednesday, 11am“We need more than just a vague location,” Rhys said as all three men stared into the scrying mirror, which was reflecting a pleasant and brightly colored block of the Faubourg Marigny, an upscale neighborhood close to the French Quarter filled with immaculately kept traditional Creole cottage style homes. “The fact that she’s somewhere on Spain Street doesn’t really help.”
“Mmmm…” Gabriel said, considering. “Well, there’s one thing I can try. I haven’t done it before, but I found an obscure spell that might show us what our girl looks like.”
“Will it kill anyone? Scorch any eyebrows?” Aeric asked, giving Gabriel a meaningful glance. A month into their residence at the Manor, Aeric had let Gabriel use him as the test subject on a summoning spell. The ap
