Blood of the Gods (Cloak of the Vampire) by Sapir A. Englard

Author:Sapir A. Englard [Englard, Sapir A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Montlake
Published: 2024-11-19T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

AILEEN

When I returned to my room that night, I felt the awful powerlessness spreading over me, making me feel so weak and useless.

It was even worse, because Eleanor was waiting for me in the living room, excited for news—any news—about Isora.

And seeing her eyes sparkling so hopefully, innocently, blissfully ignorant of what Isora’s slave status truly entailed, I was almost envious.

If only I could unsee what I saw.

And now, with Atalon’s subtle threat ringing in my ears, I lied.

“Yes, Isora’s great.”

“Yeah, she met a few friends, and she’s in charge of cleaning the gallery.”

“Don’t worry, I gave her your letter, and she read it and told me to send you her love.”

“She’s fine, Eleanor. I bet you’ll be able to see her soon.”

When she finally finished the inquisition, she went to her bedroom to catch a much-needed good night’s sleep, worry-free.

And I went back to my room and had the sudden urge to trash it. To take all this useless, helpless anger out on something. Anything.

But before I could, there was a knock on the main door. And I had an idea who it was at this late hour.

I opened the door and stared at Ragnor. He was still wearing his suit, just like I was still in my supposedly formal attire. Before he could speak, I said, “Can we not do this right now?”

Ragnor’s midnight blues locked mine in an unbreakable hold, and his face grew serious. “Something happened. Talk to me.”

Talk to him? To another Lord who probably had his own bloodletting brothel beneath his League’s kitchens? What a fucking joke. “I’d rather not,” I said flatly. “So leave.” I sucked in a breath before I added in a tight voice, “Please.”

He gently turned me aside and walked into the suite, ignoring my words. After gritting my teeth, I said, “I can’t do this right now, Ragnor. We can fight all you want tomorrow for all I care—”

“I’m leaving tomorrow morning,” he said quietly, and I clamped my lips together. He turned to me with an inscrutable look. “I planned on staying a few more days, but an urgent matter arose, and I need to go back.”

I tensed. “You don’t need to explain yourself,” I said, an ugly feeling crawling into my stomach. “It’s not like we have a special relationship or anything.”

His face darkened, but he took a deep breath and walked deeper into the suite. “Let’s talk inside.”

“I told you to leave.”

“And I’m not leaving until you tell me what the hell happened in the few hours since I last saw you,” he responded in a low growl.

I was exhausted. I was absolutely, utterly drained. Everything that happened today was so emotionally taxing, I didn’t have any fight left in me anymore.

“Fine,” I said wearily, leading the way into my bedroom. He closed the door after him, and I turned to face him. “Now what?”

“Talk to me,” he repeated, taking a step too close.

I put up my hand, motioning for him to stop. “Nothing happened,” I lied.

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