Archdruid by Tiffany Shand

Author:Tiffany Shand [Shand, Tiffany]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-08-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

After a long day of more training and scouring through Blaise’s extensive library, Ann and Ed walked through the town later that night. Most people had retreated to their houses or the main dining hall at the centre of the village. Lights flickered in the windows as they passed by the different houses. She heard the murmur of voices coming from the dining hall, where they had left Ceara and Jax drinking with the other warriors.

“I dreamt of Xander again,” she admitted. “It’s hard to sleep knowing he’s trapped and being forced to watch Urien do unspeakable things.” She sighed. “Part of me wishes we could just go back to the way we were. Just three of us.” Having her best friend and her brother by her side had got her through the past five years after the revolution.

“I miss it, too, sometimes. But we’re still partners,” he said. “I’ll always be there for you.”

She shook her head. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

His eyes narrowed. “What does that mean? When have I have broken my promise?”

“I feel like you’re going to leave me.” She couldn’t shake off the feeling either.

“Why would I?” Ed’s mouth twisted into a frown. Ann shrugged. “Even if I did, I’d still be there whenever you needed me. Always and forever, remember?”

Ann smiled and hugged him. She spotted Jerome walk out of the hall and stare at them and felt Ed tense. “What’s wrong?”

He glanced over at Jerome. “Be careful around him,” he growled. “I don’t trust him.”

“You always were jealous of each other.” Ann rolled her eyes. “I never understood it. Neither of you would have anything to be jealous of.” She and Jerome had only been a couple for a few months, but it had been her longest relationship. Since becoming a fugitive, she hadn’t had time for anything serious. Not that she wanted anything serious. Ann didn’t believe in the romantic kind of love. That was a thing of fairy tales.

“He broke your heart.”

“No, he didn’t. Our relationship ran its course. I’m not interested in romance right now.” Ann headed toward her cabin to see if Ceara had slept there. “Ceara?” she called.

Ed came up behind her. “I smell sickness.”

Ann hurried over and opened the door to the second bedroom, flinging it open. Ceara lay on the floor, unconscious. “Ceara?” She knelt and felt for a pulse at the Gliss’ throat. It felt weak and slow.

Ed came in and picked Ceara up, setting her back down on the bed.

“Go get my uncle,” she told him.

“Will he help?” He stared at her, looking unconvinced.

“He’s the strongest healer here. I’ll pull rank on him and force him to do it if I have to. Go.”

Ed blurred away, and Ann pulled out her knife, cutting away the leather of Ceara’s bodysuit. A deep gash in her abdomen looked rank with infection.

“Bloody stubborn Gliss,” she muttered. “Why didn’t you tell me you needed help?” Ann didn’t remember seeing any wounds like this a couple of days earlier when she had first examined Ceara.

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