By Moonrise by Dana Jackie

Author:Dana, Jackie [Dana, Jackie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Watercolor Moon
Published: 2015-12-08T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 33

Bolts of lightning shot up her arm.

Dazed by everything that had happened, she dropped into the closest chair, cradling her injured hand in her lap. Her senses were numbed, and she could barely see or hear, and it took every ounce of her concentration to remain upright.

Moments earlier she had followed Aldrish Rynar to his quarters, needing his support to just make it down the hall without fainting. His room was warm, almost to the point of being stifling, as the shutters were closed and a fire blazed high in the hearth, and she started sweating profusely.

Yet she said nothing.

She didn’t know what to do. In the council chamber everything had had a surreal quality to it, as if she had been watching a movie. Never before had she experienced anything like it—never before had she witnessed someone so casually, and cruelly, inflicting pain on others, least of all people she cared about, or herself.

“My dear, may I help you?” Rynar asked, crouching down beside her.

His words triggered despair, and she doubled over in distress, sobbing, both out of pain and fear for her friends. “I’m not the one who needs help.”

“Do not waste your tears on them,” he gently admonished her, as he wiped her cheek with his fingers. “They deserved what happened to them.”

“No, it’s not right, they—” she began to argue, but she did so, she made a slight movement that shifted her hand. She gasped as the grating of the splintered bones in her fingers sent a new wave of fire up her arm, and she cried out. Her hand was limp and bloody, and her knuckles were swelling up quickly. Just a quick glance at her disfigured hand made her feel sick. Waves of dizziness made it hard to sit upright, and she could feel her perspiration slick and clammy on her face. Still, she tried to fight it. If Nyvas could bear what they had done to him, then she could bear this. She had to be strong, for their sakes.

Concerned, Rynar reached for the injured hand. “My dear, there is no reason for you to suffer so. Please, let me see what I can do.”

Instinctively, she turned, hunching over to shelter her hand, sticky with blood, and intensely painful. “Just leave me alone.” Contending with both physical and psychological pain, she pulled away from him. “You can’t do anything.” Her breathing was shallow, and despite her efforts she knew she was going to pass out. With her eyes tightly clenched, she added, more to herself than to him, “I should be with them.”

He pulled up a chair next to her. “Ah, my dear, the Vosira was wrong to force you to be witness any of that, much less cause you to be injured. If I had known his plans—”

“You should have stopped him,” she demanded, accusing him of complacency even she fought to remain conscious. “None of it’s true.”

“What is untrue? Everyone knows Stavan is guilty. I don’t know how he managed to survive all these years, but I’m afraid his luck has finally run out.

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