Magical Midlife Meeting (Leveling Up #5)(46)

“Have I told you how beautiful you look?” Austin asked as we sauntered down the hall, a little late but not hurrying.

Cyra followed behind us, without an invisibility potion, and the basajaun, Niamh, and the shifters were behind her, all under the protection of my invisibility spell. Sebastian and I had found this particular blend in one of Ivy House’s training books. Technically speaking, I was only allowed to bring Austin and my “poison-control specialist,” but the rest of them would stand invisibly by in case something went down.

“Only twice since you saw me in this,” I said, then bumped his side. “Have I told you how incredibly handsome you look?”

Humor leaked through the link. “You told me you wanted to rip into my clothes and suck on anything that popped out.”

I smiled, having decided to continue to let Austin handle my worry. It might kill me in the long run, but right now it felt like it was worth the risk. “Did I?”

“Maybe that’s just what I heard.”

I laughed as we passed through the entranceway. The woman who stepped out was the one who’d led us to our rooms yesterday.

“Miss Ironheart.” She bowed as we came to a stop. “I will lead you to dinner.”

“Wonderful.” I gave a graceful nod like royalty in the movies.

Once we were underway again, she glanced back to get my attention. “Miss, Mr. Graves would like to know why you didn’t use the ward spell provided. He thinks the tripwire spell beneath you.”

My perfectly penciled eyebrows climbed up my forehead. “I didn’t trust his spell.”

“Yes, miss. He thought you might say that. He’d like you to know that he only offered the spells to you—a concession because you are so new to the world of mages. He suggested that your tripwire spell would be too easy for most of the higher-powered mages to pull down. If you use his spell and put all your power behind it, Mr. Graves himself won’t be able to get in.”

“Why is he telling me this?”

She hesitated. “Honestly, ma’am—miss, he didn’t specify. I’d recommend asking him when there are no other mages in the room. But I know he was worried about the integrity of the mountain and your…inability to properly control your reactions, begging your pardon.”

“It’s a fair point,” Austin said. His alpha mask was on, but I felt his compulsion to laugh.

“You can also change the spell he gave you,” the woman said, “to fit your needs. He said it was…

robust, I believe. Easily adaptable.”

“Thank you. I’ll think about it.”

“Yes, miss.”

She took a right at a fork, heading down the tunnel that Nathanial, Isabelle, and Edgar had explored earlier. They’d made it to the end, only to discover a big, fat wooden door—similar to what we’d found at the end of our exploration—that could not be moved by magic or physical force. There would be no fast exit, and given the magic I’d seen around the exit we’d investigated, there’d be no sneaking in. We couldn’t even ask the town gargoyles what lay on the other side, since they were in rock form, and even if they weren’t, there wasn’t cell service and the cave phones in our rooms didn’t call out.

There was one glimmer of hope: the basajaun thought there was another grouping of tunnels elsewhere in the mountain. Above us, he thought, or maybe in a sister mountain. Possibly both. All mountains were different, it turned out, and this one was hard for him to read.

The question was, could we access those other tunnels through this grouping?

He didn’t know the answer yet, but he hoped to keep exploring and figure it out.

Like the tunnel I’d explored with Austin and Broken Sue earlier—that name was too good not to use, especially since Brochan didn’t seem to care—the space and light diminished the deeper we went, the tunnel a little cramped. The basajaun would have to stoop back here, which meant we were probably getting close to one of the exits.

The woman stopped beside a double door painted green, covered in a mural designed to make it look like the grand entrance to a dining hall. Magic crisscrossed over it. She wiggled her fingers and the spells bled away.

“They’ll have to stay outside.” She gestured around us, and I didn’t hide my confusion. My people had already lagged back so I could assess the situation. They weren’t crowded in around us like she clearly thought. Which meant she couldn’t see them but still knew they were there.

“What?” I asked, squinting at her.

“I am equipped with a revealing spell, and your people will need to stay outside. Except for the phoenix.”

I huffed out a laugh. “Good guess, obvious lie.”

She paused. “Beg your pardon, miss?”

“You can’t see my people. Yes, I have some, but no, they aren’t where you’re guessing. Did Elliot tell you his revealing spell probably wouldn’t be powerful enough to break my invisibility potion?”

She stared at me for a long beat. “Yes, he did. Your honesty is…odd.”

“Yeah. I probably shouldn’t’ve tried to smuggle them in,” I mumbled.

“We have spells that should still work to point them out. I should’ve run interference to make up for my lack of sight, but I am not used to being in this situation. I’ve never met anyone that has more power than Elliot Graves. Please, after you.” She gestured me in.