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In Rhobin Lee Courtright’s Magic Aegis, Vesper’s handfasting to Drew awakens her seer talent and transforms her life.

Vesper is shunned as the bastard of the housekeeper. One night out of anger, humiliation and pride she accepts Drew’s token. Suddenly she is torn from everything she knows to live among Clan Montoren as Drew’s wife.

Drew Montoren has loved Vesper from the first time he saw her. Knowing she is terrified and bewildered by the abrupt change in her life, he asks her for one year. Determined to win her over, he begins a campaign of love.

Raymond Aurelias discovers that he has a daughter via a letter written by his deceased wife. After the untimely deaths of two wives and sons, he fears for his daughter. Instead of contacting her, he sends his most trusted servant to protect and watch her.

Rhobin Lee Courtright deftly intertwines the poignant tale of two lovers overcoming pride and obstinacy within the heart wrenching reunion of father and daughter. In a kingless land, besieged by treachery, a father seeks to shelter and know his daughter while a young Aegis romances her.

Magic Aegis is a gripping, stunning tale of overconfidence, duplicity, fickleness, and the courage to change. Magic is gone according to history: a legend, a story, yet someone is killing those with magic in their families. Maybe magic exists, but belief is required before it dies.

I could not put Magic Aegis down. Rhobin Lee Courtright cleverly wraps the reader in a saga of love, heartache, growth, and magic lost and found. I eagerly await her next story in the thrilling world of Vesper, Drew, and Raymond.

Review of Magic Aegis from Misty Bates

The royal family has been slaughtered, the heir to the throne has gone AWOL, and a kingdom threatens to tumble into chaos. What could be more dramatic than that? Much, in Magic Aegis. Where dark secrets and unspeakable alliances are formed, the only one who can offer salvation has no idea of the power she posesses.

Vesper is the girl's name,she is totally ordinary, or so she thought. Rejected by her crush, then rushed into a marriage with the mysterious clan member Drew. Nothing is normal about the engagement from the start, and when past events start to bubble up, Vesper can't help but inquire. A decision that changes her life forever.

Many different stories of people's journies intertiwine to form a shocking puzzle of a story. At first, one has no idea what they have in common, then once pieces start falling into place, you start smacking yourself for not seeing it coming.

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Centuries ago…

…the witch Chloe cast the Aegis spell binding four men and their descendants to protect her homeland, Kaereya, from invasion. Unfortunately, turmoil often comes from within. Now, long after the Aegis families have died out, terrible dreams of what might be afflict Vesper, but when needed most the magic needed has been lost.

Lost in salt marsh.

Hunger and thirst drove her, but she continued to follow the flow of water. A stream seemed to carve through the swampy area. In the morning she licked the collected dew off the broad leaves of plants living between the tree roots. Constantly wet from the waist down, she rested on low tree trunks to dry, but it didn’t help much. She now realized where she must be.

She looked at disgruntled Alfred. “Somehow we have wandered into the Great Salt Marsh, it can’t be anything else. This is much farther south than the Stepping Islands.” He glared at her.

The only consolation was Alfred found the going as hard as herself with none of his kind around to help. Twice, in a sudden flashing twist of movement, jaws reached for the diminutive Alfred. Only his quick agility saved him. Each time, Vesper swallowed at her own vulnerability and watched where she put each foot. She kept to the gravel lined shallows outside the tree groves, where the footing was easier. High, dry grassy hummocks gave resting space. Still, occasionally, the stream flowed through one of the tangled groves of strange trees. Once her hand, touching a branch for balance, felt it slither away from her fingers. She screamed.

A short while later she heard something large moving behind her. Keeping as quiet as she could, she moved with careful stealth. No matter which way she went, the sound followed. Alfred looked as worried as she knew she felt. Stupid, so stupid. How could she not plan her route, know the way before she started? So shortsighted. She’d die here and Drew would never know her whereabouts.

Her foot caught and twisted, tripping her. She plunged into the waist-deep water face first, in an ungainly plummet. Vesper tried turning to right herself, to get her face above water. The boot held her foot fast, locking it at an ungainly angle in the twisted roots. She thrashed in the water, unable to pull herself upright, and too deep to keep her head above water. Ominously, she heard another loud splash nearby.

Fear drove her underwater to tug at her foot. She came up gasping for air, hands flailing, and tried again. The wet laces of her boot were cinched tight. She yanked on her leg, bracing against the branch roots pulling on her foot. Burning lungs drove her to the surface. Twisting she went under and jerked again. Useless. Surfacing, she looked into huge, sharp-toothed jaws. A scream tore from her throat and she gagged, salty water filling her mouth. She went under a last time blinded by a flash of sunlight.