Assassin's Bane by Marina Finlayson

Author:Marina Finlayson [Finlayson, Marina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Finesse Solutions
Published: 2021-06-10T22:00:00+00:00

12

I wasn’t stupid. Well, maybe I was—it depended on who you asked. I had no intention of risking my life if I didn’t absolutely have to. I was still thinking it over the next morning, wondering where else I could get the information I needed, when Willow threw a spanner in the works.

“I’ve had enough,” she said, looking around at us challengingly.

Ash, Christian, and I were sitting with her around the dining table in the main pavilion, finishing off a light meal before bed—assuming anyone could sleep. Zinnia had apparently interpreted light meal as light meal for twenty people. As well as providing little sweet cakes, enough sandwiches to feed a small army, and tomatoes and wild mushrooms fried in butter, she’d also given us eggs in just about every form known to man or fae—fried, scrambled with onion and peppers, boiled, poached, and served with delicious hollandaise sauce.

Despite thinking I was too stressed to eat, I’d somehow managed to consume enough eggs to turn into a chicken. I had definitely had enough, but I didn’t think Willow was talking about how full she was.

“Of … ?” I prompted when she said no more.

“Of having these Vipers crawling all over my garden like fleas on a dog.”

“They weren’t trying to kill us this time,” I said.

“Speak for yourself,” Christian said, a surly expression on his face. We’d said no more about his uselessness as a fighter, but clearly it still rankled. “They were certainly trying to kill me.”

I glanced at Ash. They hadn’t shown any desire to keep him alive either, but he said nothing. He’d been very quiet since the attack—even more so than usual, and he wasn’t exactly a chatterbox at the best of times. He’d only said three things in the last hour, and then only because he’d been directly addressed. He sat, head down, applying himself with what seemed like excessive focus to the business of eating.

Well, I could understand that. Fighting made me hungry, too. Exhibit A: the five million eggs I’d just consumed. My stomach felt as though it were full of lead. If any more Vipers showed up now, I’d have to ask them to take a rain check. There was no way I was fighting again until I digested these babies.

Willow smiled briefly at Christian, her hand resting on his on the white tablecloth. “I don’t care what their intention was—I’m fed up with having them waltzing in here like they own the place. It’s ridiculous. A sith is supposed to be impenetrable.”

I sighed. “Tell that to the Vipers.”

She glared at me, as if all this was my fault somehow. “Can’t you stop your bloody father from using Nevith to get in here? This is insane.”

“Can’t you fix your bloody wards so Nevith no longer has access?” I returned, feeling peeved. How was I supposed to stop Fallon doing anything? I’d known about my necromantic powers for all of five minutes. Did she expect me to be an expert in their use already?

She threw her hands up in exasperation.

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