01 Born To Run by Lackey Mercedes

Author:Lackey, Mercedes [Mercedes, Lackey,]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T20:57:18.870000+00:00

Keighvin Silverhair recognized the scent of the magic at Fairgrove's gateshe had smelled it for centuries. It reeked of obsession and fear, hatred and lust. It was born of pain inflicted without consideration of repercussions. It was the magic of one who had stalked innocents and stolen their last breaths. He recognized, too, the rhythm that was being beaten against the walls of Fairgrove. So be it, murderer. I will suffer your stench no more. They will expect us to dither and delay; the sooner we act, the more likely it is that we will catch them unprepared. They do not know how well we work together. Around him, the humans and Sidhe of his home sprang into action, taking up arms with such speed he'd have thought them possessed. Conal had thrown down the letter after reading it, and barked, Hangar 2A at Savannah Regional; they've got children as hostages! The doors of the bay began rolling open, and outside, elvensteeds stamped and reared, eyes glowing, anxious for battle. Conal looked to him, then, for orders. Keighvin met his eyes for one long moment, and said, Go, Conal. I shall deal with our attacker for the last time. If naught else, the barrier at the gates can act as a trap to hold him until we can deal with him as he deserves. He did not add what he was thinkingthat he only hoped it would hold Vidal. The Unseleighe was a strong mage; he might escape even a trap laid with death metal, if he were clever enough. Then, with the swiftness of a falcon, he was astride his elvensteed Rosaleen Dhu, headed for the perimeter of Fairgrove.

He was out there, all right, and had begun laying a spell outside the fences, like a snare. Perhaps in his sickening arrogance he'd forgotten that Keighvin could see such things. Perhaps in his insanity, he no longer cared. Rosaleen tore across the grounds as fast as a stroke of lightning, and cleared the fence in a soaring leap. She landed a few yards from the laughing, mad Vidal Dhu, on the roadside, with him between Keighvin and the gates. He stopped lashing his mocking bolts at the gates of Fairgrove and turned to face Keighvin. So, you've come to face me alone, at last? No walls or mortals to hide behind, as usual, coward? So sad that you've chosen now to change, within minutes of your death, traitor. Vidal Dhu, Keighvin said, trying to sound unimpressed despite the heat of his blood, if you wish to duel me, I shall accept. But before I accept, you must release the children you hold. The Unseleighe laughed bitterly. It's your concern for these mortals that raised you that have made you a traitor, boy. Those children do not matter. Vidal lifted his lip in a sneer as Keighvin struggled to maintain his composure. Oh, I will do more than duel you, Silverhair. I wish to Challenge you before the Court, and kill you as they watch.

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