CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
Bessy paused in her drinking and frowned at Tegan. “What about him?”
“We think he’s doing something quite dangerous,” Tegan told her.
She snorted and took another sip. “That wouldn’t be news here. Domini has his hand in many things with which I disapprove.”
“But he’s still the ruler here?” I asked her.
She set her cup in her lap and sighed. “Many would turn a blind eye to evil to benefit from what little good may be gotten from their blackened hands.”
“This is a little more severe than illicit trade and blood contracts,” Tegan told her. “We suspect he’s crafted a magic capable of nullifying other magics.”
Bessy shot up straight and her eyebrows came crashing down. “How in the world did he figure that out?”
Tegan shook his head. “We don’t know but he may be
