The Road to Askabet

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N default u rx Until -u. I rnlmrnl ' Bubdlv I- 1' i'. But now it's barely even twenty five past six and all is calm and serene, with staff and students alike where enjoying their well deserved lie in dreaming and broomsticks that morphed into beds while dreams of sugar mice dance in their heads. Or at least, they had been Suddenly, on third floor hissing with static, a slightly contraband device squawked into life and the sound the Radio Twoandahalf mixed with like-the-witching-hour-but-with-adverts Magic FM came over the airwaves, the clashing stations bullying the owner of the windup radio and torch awake.

It might have woken the rest of the castles occupants up too if the teaching staff's quarters weren't sound proofed. Miss Drill cursed as best a non-witch could as she turned over and blindly fumbled for the bright yellow device. Her first few attempts only sent the tuning settings and volume to an even louder buzz but finally she suffocated the alarming alarm with both a fist and the snooze button, and the gym mistress flopped forward on to a pillow.

Pale Sunlight of an autumn dawn filtered in through the shutters along the chilly air and even with it streaming in her face and cold nipping at her dangling arm, Imogen's eyelids drooped. She might have fallen straight back into the land of nod if someone hadn't muttered in her ear, "darling, why didn't you turn that thing off last night?

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Imogen blinked and rubbed sleep from her eyes. But she wasn't seeing or hearing things. The witch was there alright lieing between her and the wall. Imogen also expected to see her clothes scattered about the floor where she'd left them, but judging by the jumper sleeve hanging out the wash basket someone had tidied up for her; quite possibly by magic but it was the thought that counted. Constance's own things were neatly folded and draped over the room's one chair, her pointy hat neatly sat on top.

Considering how tangled and cuddled together they must have been to share the mattress for sleep Imogen couldn't work out how she hadn't realised Constance was there when the alarm went off. Imogen settled back down in bed, propped up on one elbow leaned over to see her lovers face. The witch didn't mind the touch at first but grumbled as Imogen ran her fingers over it again and after a few more strokes Constance batted the hand away. You stayed the night.

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She pawed the material covering Imogen's waist in an attempt to pull her closer under the covers. Don't point out he obvious. You don't normally even stay after sex. Or it would have been if it hadn't been so drowsy said. I don't normally stay up till almost four o'clock looking after the girls. I don't Normally do such activity's with no wide-awake potion! Constance Opened her eyes again and slowly Rolled from the pillows onto her back so she was more sat up in bed well, Propped up on her elbows and looking either very annoyed or very upset.

It was hard to tell when she looked very sleepy as well. There were faint dark circles under her eyes that Imogen was sure wouldn't be make up and her movements seemed sluggish. Maybe I like having my bed to myself. Darling- " Constance groaned. Grasping at straws she started tracing circles on Imogen's arm "What if you let me go back to sleep maybe another hour?

I'll make it up to you later, you know I would someway or another. Pretty please my pretty? The poor witch Looked positivity shattered. Imogen had always assumed Constance was also morning person. Even though the older woman was quite the night owl when it came to her work, The witch was always up long before breakfast, prepped and ready. And yet here she was acting like a honey bear with a sore head.

Mind, Imogen herself could testify how getting out of bed was always the hardest part of waking up, especially on cold days. Once she was up awake but it was always tempting to sleep another minute, another five ten or half hour, especially when it was really cozy under the blankets.

And with only a few hours sleep and no wide awake potions, No wonder Constance wanted to stay for a change, or was willing to beg. I'll see you later I suppose-". I changed my mind, You can stay. Constance blinked assuming the the gym mistress was joking. She wasn't Much to Constance's relief. For someone so strait backed and full of poise Constance Practically flopped back on to the pillows, curling up with a "thank you" next to Imogen with even one of her little pleased smiles on her face.

Hardbroom was not one for bartering and compromise. But Imogen's request seemed fair and reasonable enough for constance to budge over to give the little blonde more room, open her tired eyes and ask, abet With a sigh , "What conditions? If the witch had expected something trivial like covering lunch duty, she was wrong. Instead the non-witch sweetly cupped a cheek and planted a belated good morning kiss on Constance's lips, much to the deputy-headmistress's surprise But when the witch Returned it, Imogen was on the move again.

Quick as lighting the fast sort not,Mrs Tapioca's lazy cat she Pulled the sheets and blankets over them both, even tucking Constance into avoid the cool stone wall then Turned back on her and Pulled the witches arm over her so Imogen was the little spoon for a change.

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Constance lay there as directed, stiff and Confused, her Lips still puckered up. I remember you coming in. I thought WE were going to, you know-? Constance replied in a mutter, "well we actually did OW! And woken her back up again. She felt the witches glare like a heat ray at the back of her head before it was shut off again. As I was saying-! She seemed to be doing that a lot this morning but Imogen decided she liked the way the warm breath tickled against her shoulders.

I didn't want you getting cold or waking up with the impression of your elasticated crop-top on you skin again.

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Imogen was grateful, but still puzzled. Why none of the other times? I was content where I was at the time I guess I must have drifted off too. She removed her hand from Imogen's waist to cover another yawn but returned it straight away, even interlacing their fingers as if to put a end to discussion. It was a goodnight.

Constance sighed and, humouring her, pressed a kiss on tanned skin though her eyes stayed closed. No one was that deafened by Punky night. No frogs, snails or bad " Imogen smiled giving constance hand a squeeze, "Best of all flying there and back with you. Without it looking suspicious. I know it was Only for a quick minute if that but it was nice enough wasn't it? But Imogen frowned and turned to face her, nearly bumping noses.

I was by the bonfire helping the girls with their costumes by then. Constance made a noise that was quite impossible to both describe and reproduce, worrying her plait in anxiety — a habit she normally told Mildred Hubble off for.

At least Hallow looks sort of dishy when he isn't talking. Given flowers and a river to drown herself in, Constance would have made a good Opeila, complete with muttering. It was quite clearly a woman I had with me! Not in the slightest! But that was before she was let in on the joke; Imogen drew enough breath to say "Your face! Oh That was priceless! Constance landed with her Head the edge of the mattress with a squark indignation- like Morganna would when Imogen pushed off her lap for using claws- her plaint pooling on the floor. They continued to squabble, Imogen still laughing at the game and constance Doing about as much damage as a duckling but Imogen still made a grab for the pillow on as Constance tried to hit her with it again.

One one was on target the other seized HB's wrist clung on as both tried to gain the upper hand, Arms both their heads constance underneath her and Imogen on the point of pitching head first off the bed. Their eyes met, furious brown to mischievous green and Imogen opped for spontaneous Distraction, planting a smacker on her witches lips.

The sudden unexpected kiss sent Constance's ever present and now evoked magic haywire. It fizzed across their lips and zipped from her fingers that gripped the pillow. The poor pillow case and all burst with a POOUF and in a shower of feathers that covered the room making them both jump. And beside you were going use a spell on me. Halloween was last night! You've made a fool of me and genuinely made me believe I've inadvertently cheated on you like a sordid hussy when we had a lovely moment in the clearing on a night of great importance!

I didn't think of it like that. Sincerely, hold up her hands. This, I think, is mainly due to the protagonists Mianda never-ending curiosity and the lovely way the authoress describes it. The authoress also manages it, to capture the reader's attention and to hold the tension. There was not really a time while reading that I felt bored. This book can be enjoyed by a wide range of age - from child to adult. I cannot wait to read the succeeding novel. This is a Fantasy-Adventure novel. If you are on a search for a novel with in-depth description of the society or even the classes of magic of the imaginative world, this book would disappoint you.

I think, it was not the goal of the authoress to write such a book, but rather to write an entertaining adventure in an imaginative world, which is described just as deep as is needed. I found several typos, which at times were a little bit annoying. One person found this helpful. Amazon Giveaway allows you to run promotional giveaways in order to create buzz, reward your audience, and attract new followers and customers. Learn more about Amazon Giveaway. The Road to Askabet. Set up a giveaway. There's a problem loading this menu right now. Learn more about Amazon Prime. Get fast, free shipping with Amazon Prime.

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