Knight of Darkness (Lords of Avalon, #2) by Kinley MacGregorFor countless centuries, Ive been the assassin for the infamous Merlin, even though the woman who birthed me sits at the right hand of our enemy, Morgen le Fey. Now both my mother and Morgen have decided that its time I take my place on their side of this conflict.
Normally, telling them no wouldnt be a problem, except for the fact that the good guys I protect think that Im an even worse demon than the ones we fight. Hmm, maybe theyre right. I have to say that I do enjoy maiming anyone who gets in my way.
At least until my mother gives me a simple choice: join Morgens Circle of the Damned or see an innocent woman die. Im all for saving the innocent, but Merewyn isnt as innocent as she seems. And shes none too fond of the fact that her fate is in my dubious hands. Personally Im all for taking the easy way out, but leaving her to Morgen is rough, even for me. Now the only way to save both our lives is to face the evilest forces ever known—my mother and Morgen. And two people who know nothing of trust must learn to rely on each other or die: provided we dont kill each other first.
Knight of Darkness (Lords of Avalon, Book 2)
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With a completely stoic expression, Varian duFey looked up from the desk where he was wasting time on a Sudoku puzzle to meet Merlin's worried gaze. As always, she was dressed in a long white medieval styled gown that was trimmed in gold, while her pale flaxen hair fell around her shoulders and down her back like a mantle of silk. Unlike the Merlin who'd served King Arthur, Aquila Penmerlin was lithe and young, with a beauty that was only surpassed by her intelligence and magick. Scratching his chin, Varian merely arched a single brow at her agitated demeanor. There's always a traitor among us. Closing the distance between them, she cradled his chin in her hand and forced him to look up at her.