Death by Rosie Scott

Author:Rosie Scott [Scott, Rosie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-19T22:00:00+00:00

Twenty-two

Comercio's castle hid well within a cluster of buildings that looked nearly identical. True to the soldier's word, a horse stable was kept at the closest intersection to the left, but it was quiet and empty. A circular fountain sat in the square before the castle's two front doors, its water level higher than normal given the current rainfall. Hanging from the building's exterior wall on either side of its front entrance were two high-quality pennants bearing the same design as Chairel's green and black flag. Sconces coated in calcint lined the castle's first floor, lighting up gray stone with firelight despite the pouring rain. Queen Edrys's home was twelve stories tall, and it was longer than it was wide, stretching three city blocks back from its front despite only being a third that size from east to west.

Groups of the queen's most trusted guard attacked our army on sight but were quickly overwhelmed by corpses, leaving the castle and its surrounding streets eerily quiet. I turned to my friends and companions who waited for my orders.

“Who wants to volunteer to watch this army and guard these streets?” I questioned.

Azazel started to offer, but Calder reached up to his hood and tugged it forward in a casual salute. “Let me handle it, love. Haven't had to fight yet today. Might as well keep these clothes in good condition.” He smiled at Azazel and added, “You missed out the last time we killed a queen, anyway.”

“We all did,” Azazel replied, speaking of Tilda.

Calder snorted a chuckle and said, “I was actually talking about Achlys.”

“Oh.” Azazel laughed. “It speaks highly of us that we've been so successful in our exploits that we can get easily confused between the rulers we've conquered.”

“And may that luck continue,” Calder mused, before he casually leaned back against the castle wall, not caring in the least that it was soaked since we were all drenched. He reached in a pocket for a cigarette before thinking twice in the rain. Raising his eyebrows at me, he offered, “Have fun.”

I looked over the army cluttered in the streets and announced, “I need a few dozen warriors and archers. Step forward!” Many soldiers abided by my request, walking through the masses of necromancers to follow me. Once enough of them stood before me, I directed, “Kill any hostiles, but leave the queen, her heirs, and her confidants to me. Aid first and foremost. We need to advance as a group.”

Cerin, Azazel, and I prepared our small army for infiltration with life and alteration shields. Finally, I turned to the double doors of Comercio's castle and tugged on one of the handles. When the door didn't budge, Nyx laughed and asked, “You didn't think that would actually work, did you?”

“I would have felt awfully stupid if I asked you to pick the lock and it ended up being open,” I retorted lightly, before motioning at the lock. “Do your thing.”

Nyx smirked as she passed me and crouched before the door, pulling out her lock picking tools.

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