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presence.  
    The wind blew a gentle breeze over her face and the sun beat down on
her but when she looked up, it had disappeared.   Frowning, she studied the sky until Rane answered her unspoken question.   “You can feel what you cannot see here.”    
    Skye’s eyes widened, but she couldn’t bring herself to respond.   Here was a world her mother’s stories
couldn’t do justice.   Though Ingrid tried
to prepare her small daughter for the future, her vivid imagination couldn’t recreate
the beauty of Mystique.  
    Caught up in her own magical reminisces, Skye didn’t see the silver
horse until it was almost on top of them.   Gasping, she drew back, instinctively seeking the shelter of Rane’s
arms.   Rane laughed and held her
tight.   “He won’t hurt you.   All of the animals run free on Mystique.   They are fed by the beauty of our land and
would not harm another living being.”
    Skye didn’t immediately move out of his arms.   “What’s down there?”   She indicated the yawning mouth of a cave with
a jut of her chin.
    “You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”
    Skye tipped her head back for a look at his mischievous face.   “I’m walking in a magical world with a wizard
and you really think I won’t believe what’s inside that cave?”
    Rane lowered his head in acceptance of her response.   “Very well.   Come with me.”
    Skye took his hand and excitement skipped its way down her spine.
    Polished stone created the walls of the cave and an unseen light
source cast sparkles on the trickling waterfall at the bend of the first
walkway.   As Rane stepped, a light lit
beneath his feet and Skye shook her head.   She shouldn’t be surprised.  
    From a distance, the murmur of voices captured Skye’s attention and
she stopped.   “Who’s talking?”
    Rane only smiled.   “I thought
you wanted to see.”
    Skye drew in a deep breath and continued walking.   “I do.   Lead the way.”
    As they reached the end of the narrow corridor, an explosion of
light and colors almost blinded her.   Skye ducked down to avoid the bright sting.   Silence descended and enclosed them,
oppressing in its heaviness.  
    She managed to crack open one eye, but darkness had descended.   “Rane, what’s going on?”
    “It’s okay.   They’re just a
little scared.”
    “They?”   She swallowed
hard.   She wasn’t so sure she liked this
tour, after all.   “Maybe we should go
back.   If they don’t want us here, we
shouldn’t intrude.”
    Rane chuckled.   “Just stay
still.   They’ll come out in a few
minutes.”
    A few minutes?   Did he know of
her paralyzing fear of the dark?   Of
course not.   He would think such an idea
ludicrous.   A witch afraid of the
dark.   But, of course, Skye was a witch
who’d never embraced her magic and as a human woman, the darkness terrified
her.
    Her chest grew tight and Skye reached for Rane, needing the contact
to reassure her she wasn’t alone.
    “Are you okay?”   He asked
quietly.
    Her breath sloughed out loudly.   “Yeah, I’m fine.”
    He pressed his cheek against hers.   “What’s wrong?”
    “Nothing.”   She jumped when
his hand covered her left breast.   “What
are you doing?”

“Your heart’s racing.”
    She smacked his hand away.   “It is now.   You were just groping
my breast.”
    Rane laughed again, this time much softer and much more
dangerous.   He took a step forward and
Skye felt the complete outline of his masculine form.  
    “I don’t know what you’re thinking but–”
    Rane stilled her statement with a kiss, his lips warm and
inviting.   With a soft sigh of approval,
Skye accepted the invitation.   She slid
her hands up the wall of his chest and curled her fingers next to his
heart.  
    His arms tightened around her, pressing her intimately closer.   His tongue caressed the outer borders of her
mouth and a fire started low in Skye’s stomach.   It licked at her insides and threatened