Fire's Mage (Book One) Kyoko of Fire Country

Chapter Thirty-Three

When Adrianne opened her eyes, she could have sworn she had gone to bed.Which had pale blue walls, dark grey painted window frames. Instead nothing but black greeted her, almost as if the ground underneath her hands didn't exist.

Looking at her hands, the only colour she could see was her pale pink nightgown sleeves were covering her hands. Standing up, she looked around and spotted a large wooden desk.

A man sitting behind it, she could see that his feet barely the bottom of said chair. A black suit and shoes made him look like a wealthy businessman, someone Mama and Papa would trust and talk to.

"Little girl," he said, his hands behind his back as he looked at her with dark crimson eyes. Slick black hair, tanned skin and trimmed nails.

"Adrianne Haruka," Adrianne told him, sitting in the chair in front of the table. "And you are?"

"Aatmik," he told her, hands in front of his mouth and grinning at her. Adrianne blinked at his name, his name was something that someone would have given their children a good thousand years ago.

She was better sure she had read about a Aatmik Stromheart before. Along with a Aatmik Neci, who had lived about two thousand years ago.

Both of them were legends. But their names weren't popular anymore.

"What would you need Mr Aatmik?" Adrianne asked him, he wouldn't want to talk her unless he had wanted something.

"You're here to protect a Mr White?" Aatmik asked him.

"Yes," Adrianne told him, hands on her knees as she looked at his pale skin. Paler then the whore's skin, pale enough that she could see blue vines.

"Who's with you?"

"Winston Uisce, Sheikh Neci and Kyoko," Adrianne told him, this was a dream. But it also felt like a business dealing, something she had seen Mama and Papa do more then once. Both of them had told her, even if you wanted the person you were talking about dead, it was still better to refer to them by their name in a business dealing.

Since the person you were talking to, might not know who you were talking about.

"Any Mages?"

"Doiteain always has one Mage on a team."

"And what type of Mage are they?"

"Kyoko is a Fire Mage."

"And what type of fire does she use?"

"I've seen normal and white flame."

Aatmik looked at her with a large grin, hands on the table and he pulled something from his desk. Nine symbols on a piece of paper, none she had seen before. All of them marked with different colours and creatures she couldn't name.

"Tell me," he said pointing to the picture of the fox with nine tails, a dark crimson colour. "Have you seen this before, it would be on one's wrist."

Adrianne looked at him, before looking back at the nine-tailed fox. She had never seen that mark before, but she never seen the brat's bare wrist. No one had, even if she took off her bracelets, there was a piece of black material covering her skin. She had assumed that the brat was covering burn or scars.

"Never seen it," she told him.

"It would be covered," he told her, narrowing his eyes as small balls of light floated around them. Putting a piece of paper in front of her, two lines at the bottom of the page.

"She does cover her wrists, both of them."

"You don't like her?"

"She's brainwashing my future husband."