Predatory Marriage (Web Novel)
Chapter 317: Isha (17)
Chapter 316 – Isha (16)
Translator: Atlas / Editor: Regan
It would not be easy to do it alone. Morga thought at least three sorcerers would be required. He was sweating as he drew a magic pattern, and at the edges where the lines joined, he placed candles made of dried blood and beeswax.
He also produced objects that were not usually used for this ritual. An obsidian dagger, a flightless ravens feather, the hide from a lamb that had died because it could not drink its mothers milk, goats blood that had been boiled and reduced beneath the light of a full moon…
Using these items, he completed the rest of the pattern, and still others were added to the liquid now simmering in a cauldron. Finally, he sliced his own forearm with the obsidian dagger, catching the dripping blood with a small glass bottle. Carefully, he measured some into the cauldron.
“Lucky Id already made a base,” he muttered as he shook the glass bottle. The blood inside turned momentarily back, and then returned to its original red. As the bleeding on his forearm stopped, he laid dried juniper branches in a brazier beside the magic pattern. The scent rose and wafted through the tent.
He checked the glass bottle again for the color of the blood, and then poured it into a flat tray. As soon as the boy returned from his bath, Morga handed him the tray.
“I need blood,” he said. “As much as you can give.”
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Morga had to perform a separate ritual on his blood because of the boys immunity to spells. No ordinary sorcerer would even consider attempting it. Most wouldnt even know how to perform the coming of age ceremony for an ancient one.
Firmly reminding himself of his own greatness, Morga made a cut on the boys arm.
“Tell me if you feel faint, or if your vision blurs.”
He would have to bleed him to the point of death. The boy was silent as blood welled and began to run from his arm. His face turned pale, but he endured until the tray was full.
He was a tough boy, Morga thought as he bandaged his arm, and then steered him into the center of the magic pattern. Dipping his finger into the tray of blood, he drew a straight line across the boys forehead, then connected it to another line down the bridge of his nose. He drew longer patterns under his eyes, on his cheeks, and on his neck. And then starting at his heart, he traced complex, interconnected patterns all the way from his fingers to his toes.
“What is your name?”
“Isha.”
Morga poured the remaining blood onto the magic pattern, producing black smoke that rose slowly from the pattern and then absorbed all the blood. Morga eyed the light as the pattern began to glow.
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