Querteshan guardsman Jamal Fayed is on a routine patrol through the desert area known as the Burning when they discover an injured and unconscious man who looks to be from a nearby country, Perathea. Their two countries have a long history of animosity.<br><br>When Nev ran from his master, he was fleeing for his life and any outcome seemed better than the death he was promised. But Nev has secrets, complicated secrets that involve both magic and his physical form. Can he build a relationship with Jamal amidst politics and military dealings?

Born Magic

Khouri faced Nev. “I’ll have a thaumaturgical message sent to Captain Bhati that you’ve safely arrived at Headquarters.” He made a shooing gesture to the other three guards, indicating they should go toward the stairs.


“I’ll be down in a few minutes,” Jamal said, lingering behind as the others departed. “I have to admit, I’m surprised they’re giving you a place this lavish to stay.”


“Me, too. I still wish I understood better what they want from me. As much as I hated Kustaa, I had a pretty firm understanding of what was expected.”


Jamal took Nev’s hand and placed a small object in it. “For you to remember me by.”


Nev looked down. It was small wooden bird, intricately carved. It fit comfortably in his palm. “Does this mean I will never see you again?” he whispered.


Chapter 18