Mairelon the Magician

There’s magic in the streets of London, there’s sorcery in the village lanes; there’s a plot that has all of Society talking in an England that never was, but should have been…

Mairelon was a traveling magician living out of a gypsy wagon, but his clothes and his speech were too fine for the role and an air of dark mystery surrounded him.

Kim was a guttersnipe, living by her wits in the mean streets of London, disguised as a boy, uncertain of her past or future. She was no fool in spite of her low station; she quickly had Mairelon pegged as an impostor. The magic he performed was much more than a performer’s razzle-dazzle; it had the smell of true magic worked by a college-trained sorcerer.

Kim knew that Mairelon was somehow entangled in a vast plot, an arcane conspiracy that reached out to the farthest country estates and up to the highest levels of Society. What she didn’t know was that she too was about to get entangled with this stranger’s fate, and that once she did, her life would be changed forever.