glamourie

And though the three Books could disguise their nature from ordinary servants, they probably couldn't hold up their glamourie against the magic of the Arch-Mage of Armethalieh.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

A little glamourie to let it look important and imposing, but not too important or imposing, of course.

Tran Siberian Michael J. Solender 2010

But he arrived without mishap or discovery: a second glamourie cast over the one that gave him human seeming made him look not only more than ordinary, but encouraged all eyes to rest elsewhere.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005

And that would give him a little time out of sight to toss a bit of glamourie over himself so he looked a bit closer to the age he ought to be by the World's Time.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005

A second Unseleighe — also wearing human glamourie — stepped into Eric's line of vision, dragging a wildly struggling, but now grimly silent Ace with him.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005

Getting around them wouldn't be a problem — a quick look with his mage-sight told Eric they were ordinary mortals, and so the glamourie he had cast to conceal the five of them would hold, and they could probably just walk right past them — but if there were guards here, there'd be more around the side, where the service door was, and those would take more dealing with.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005

And even if he personally cast a glamourie on the judge, making sure she would rule the way he chose next week, there was no guarantee that the Bard would not be there again, and break it.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005

He swept his mortal glamourie back around himself — noting as he did that Toirealach O'Caomhain had done the same — and went to open the door.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005

The Unseleighe Bard wasn't even bothering with the glamourie that would give him human seeming.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005

The fact that he looked so much younger than he ought to could be ignored most of the time, mostly chalked up to good genetics, or really good plastic surgery, and covered up by a little Bardic glamourie when absolutely necessary.

Music to My Sorrow Lackey, Mercedes 2005