Ethon (The Other Worlds Series Book 2) by M.L. Greye Read Free Book Online

front of Sazx and then the other across from him. “Enjoy,” she said in Saerdian, the common tongue of the Other Worlds. She had not spoken in Eveon to him yet.
    He frowned as she sat into the chair across from him. “I wish you would not serve me. I am below you, princess.”
    “Not in Ethon.”
    “I don’t think your title is any less true simply because you are no longer in your realm.” Sazx watched her take the first bite before he lifted his spoon.
    Olinia smiled tightly. “You know, you don’t have to talk out loud now.”
    “I want to,” he returned. “It feels unnatural to have my thoughts answered.”
    She winced. “It feels unnatural to hear them.”
    The Key had been right after all. He had warned Sazx of Olinia’s new ability to hear the minds of all in sight without putting forth the effort. It was a remarkable skill. Not many Eves ever reached such perfection in their gift.
    “I wouldn’t call it perfection.” She grunted. “But is that why you were thinking in images yesterday? Because Trenton warned you?”
    He smiled slightly. “I was wanting to surprise.”
    “Was that Trenton’s idea?”
    “No.” He shook his head. “It was by my own design.”
    “Oh. Well, it worked.”
    They fell silent for a moment as they ate. Then, Olinia asked, “My uncle is dead, isn’t he?”
    Sazx lowered his spoon. It had been halfway to his mouth. “It’s probable. The last time I saw him, he was unconscious on the floor of his crumbling castle.”
    “Then, he could still be alive?” She leaned back in her seat, placing her hands at the edge of the table. “Why did you just leave him? Where was W-” She stopped. “I mean, where was everyone else? Were you not able to kill him?”
    He frowned, puzzled by her abrupt pause. “At the end, I was alone. Even though I have escaped the binding to him without harm, it was with great difficulty,” he explained. “When I was beside Dagon fighting him, the binding was so acute that all I could do was leave him if I wished to survive.”
    “If the binding was so intense, how were you able to escape at all?”
    The answer to that was sitting in front of him. “It was by thinking of you, princess. I discovered that I couldn’t serve Dagon when he was not the true High Royal heir.”
    She dropped her gaze to her bowl. “It seems so strange to be called that again. I don’t really feel like royalty here.”
    “You’ll always be a princess to me.”
    “Thanks.” She smiled.
    Once again there was a break in the conversation as they continued to eat. After a minute, Olinia asked, “So, what are you going to do now?”
    “Do you mean in Ethon or now that I’ve disowned my Nagreth title?” Sazx replied.
    She let out a short laugh. “Both, I guess.”
    This was a topic Sazx had deliberated upon for numerous hours since he’d eliminated Dagon’s binding. “As long as I am in Ethon, I would like to stay with you and your brother as protection. High Royalty should never be without a guard of some sort.”
    “If you ask Legann, he’d say we’re perfectly safe on our own.” Olinia chuckled. “But I think we both would agree that having the company of another Other Worlder would be much appreciated.”
    “It would be my pleasure.” Sazx inclined his head.
    “Great.” She grinned. “So, until further notice, you wish to be my bodyguard?”
    “When we return to the Other Worlds, I would like to continue to assist you.” He offered her a tight smile. “As you may have heard, I have some military background. Perhaps I could be an advisor in this area to you.”
    Her smile faded from her eyes. “If we ever leave Ethon, I would gladly take you as a military consultant.”
    Sazx furrowed his brow. He was surprised that she doubted they would return to their realm, but he decided not to push the topic. Instead, he said, “I know very little about what you do here in Ethon.”
    She glanced up, startled. “Didn’t Trenton give you the