Chapter Seven
My eyes rose from Zamir’s lifeless form to meet Tahlia’s through air clouded with heavy incense. She gaped as she took in my presence.
“Razi?” She shook her head to herself, as if unable to believe I was actually there.
I slowly lowered my mother’s dagger.
“I came to rescue you,” I found myself saying in a numb voice. “I didn’t know you could…” I trailed off, rolling my eyes in the direction of Zamir’s corpse.
I knew Tahlia had magic. But the last I had seen her, she had been making a harmless glowing flame in her hands, not striking people down with raw power.
Tahlia closed her eyes. “I didn’t know I could either.” When she reopened them, her gaze was pleading. “I visited the scroll merchant you told me about before you left the city. I bought every book on magic he ha
