Anne Bishop by The House of Gaian

Author:The House of Gaian [Gaian, The House of]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780451459428
Google: TESyUbwXQkQC
Amazon: 0451459423
Publisher: Roc
Published: 2003-10-07T05:00:00+00:00

Breanna stared at the tea and thin sandwiches on the table in front of her. She wasn’t sure if she was queasy because she was hungry or because it didn’t seem right to be hungry after what she’d seen. At least her hands had stopped shaking. Sneaking a healthy nip of whiskey before Sloane brought in the tea things had coated her nerves with the illusion of calm.

There was no reason not to be calm. It was over. They’d won this battle. Liam and Donovan were questioning the prisoners. And the guest she was waiting to offer tea and sandwiches to was just a witch, just another Daughter of the House of Gaian.

She lowered her face into her hands. Felt her breathing hitch as she struggled to remain calm. It would be ill-mannered to show fear, but…

Selena wasn’t just another witch, wasn’t just another Daughter of the House of Gaian. Mother’s mercy. How was she supposed to act around a woman who could create a funnel of wind so powerful it could have ripped grown trees out of the ground and flung them aside like a child throwing a toy with gleeful abandon. And the speed of it, racing down the drive at a fast gallop. A few seconds, a few ticks of the clock. That’s all it had taken for that twisting fury to destroy three hundred men.

Feeling her hands tremble, Breanna sat up and pushed her hair back. Offering Selena a guest room and a chance to wash off the dust had been the polite thing to do. And it gave them all a chance to let their nerves settle a bit before facing her again. Gwenn’s doing. If she hadn’t played lady of the manor, they might all still be standing out there, uncertain of what to say or do.

Mother’s tits. Where was Gwenn? She promised to be down as soon as she washed up a bit and changed into something borrowed from Elinore’s wardrobe.

Breanna brushed her fingers over the skirt and tunic she’d borrowed, certain Elinore would have been more offended if she’d sat in the parlor looking dusty and bedraggled while offering tea to an important guest than helping herself to the other woman’s clothes.

Sloane opened the door. As Selena walked into the room, Breanna decided a false, sick smile would be more insulting than a serious expression. Besides, she didn’t think her parlor skills were sufficient under these circumstances to produce even a sick smile.

Where was Gwenn?

“There’s tea and sandwiches,” Breanna said.

Selena barely glanced at the tray on the table. “It looks lovely.” She walked over to the windows half-covered by the heavy draperies that were usually pulled closed over the sheers at night. She stared out the window but didn’t push aside the sheers to get a clear view.

“Do no harm,” Selena said quietly. “That’s the creed. That’s the scale on which we balance all we do when we channel the power from the Great Mother. The Lady of the Moon is a wonderful dance, a celebration of the Mother’s sister.

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