Disclaimer: I don't own Narnia or any characters you may recognize from the books or the movies, I wish I did but I don't... I also don't own the Narnian Calendar. It belongs to Elecktrum who was kind enough to let me borrow it for my story. Her own stories are awesome and you should go read them too.

Summary: When memory is veiled, can the love forged between two hearts survive?

A/N: If you have not read the first seven stories in the A Light in the Darkness main story arc (Awakened, Shadowed, Revealed, Concealed, Rekindled, Refracted, and Reflected), I highly recommend you do so for the full experience. However, I have included a quick summary of the previous stories so if you want to give this one a whirl on its own, you can.

Chapter Seven: Sortilege

He sat in front of a fire, eating a roasted rat. The little beast had actually tried to bargain his way out of this fate, and had the hunt been more successful, he would not have cooked it. But, the rat was much plumper than others…it made a good enough meal. For now.

"The Narnians will never forgive you for that, Angra."

"I am not Angra!" He leapt to his feet, hand darting to the ornate dagger at his belt, and spun to face the sorcerer. "Angra was the name of a powerless beggar. I am neither a beggar nor powerless. I collected rarities and lived like a Tarkaan before you forced me to travel to this barbaric wasteland! I am-"

"Quite long-winded." There was a flash of red from beneath the black hood but the sorcerer's tone was one of amusement and no little amount of mockery. "However, if it will keep you from interrupting me with your rants, I will call you by the name you stole for your own. Mordad."

Mordad narrowed his eyes at the sorcerer. How could he know what he had done to change the fate his useless mother had condemned him to? But, he sensed this visit was not solely for the purpose of taunting him with some of the secrets the sorcerer had blackmailed him with and he bowed. "Forgive my outburst, O Master of Sorcerers. Has Ishara Reborn perished? As you planned."

The sorcerer struck him, knocking him down to one knee. "Remember your place, Mordad. It is only by my sufferance that you still live in spite of your failures."

"Of course," Mordad said, playing the subservient until he found an opportunity to rid himself of the yoke this Tash-cursed sorcerer sought to fasten about his neck.

There was another flash of red within the depths of the hood but the sorcerer did not strike him again. Instead, he moved off, the tattered hem of his black cloak dragging across the cave floor until he paused before a bloodstained chair. "This is where you held her."

It was not a question and Mordad made no attempt to answer. His blight of a benefactor did not need him to answer. "Six days of questioning, six days of torture and she did not break. And she still draws breath…"

Mordad hid a sneer. "Oh Master of Sorcerers, by what means did these barbarians counter your spell? Surely, you are too powerful to be defeated by ordinary means."

"The captain of the little queen's ship was more skilled than I suspected. He used my storm to his advantage, but still Lew's Daughter should have died, would have died, had the Centaur not interfered. Had they waited for the little queen to bring them the cordial, Lew's Daughter would be dead." The sorcerer turned back to him and a sense of dread attempted to trap Mordad but he hardened his heart against it. "Contact your man."

"I cannot." Mordad forced himself to bow his head as though to a superior. "My man knows his task and will contact me when it is complete, not before so as to avoid the risk of detection."

The sorcerer moved closer. Reaching down, his hand clamped around Mordad's throat and then he hefted him to his feet. Mordad resisted the urge to show any distress even as the sorcerer's grip tightened and he lifted him up so they were now face-to-face. But, he could not deny the tendril of fear that rose within him when he caught sight of the red glowing eyes sheltered within the hood. Demon. "Pray to whatever gods you believe in, Mordad, that your man does not fail this next step of the plan or I shall resort to different measures that do not require your services."

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A/N: Please Read and Review! Leave a review and let me know what y'all thought about this one and what you think will happen next.

A/N2: Another head's up to let y'all know that Jaygee (Jesus' girl 4ever) has made fantastic trailers for my stories Revealed (you can see Hendrik and Heikki!) and Concealed. The links are in my profile. Watch them and do let me know what y'all think about them! :)