Dragon Prince Omnibus by Melanie Rawn

Author:Melanie Rawn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Penguin USA, Inc.
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Kleve slid up to a window, hoping Riyan would do exactly as told. Bother the boy, anyhow—and bother Andrade, for setting Riyan to do what Kleve was perfectly capable of doing all on his own. Still, he had to admit that the young man’s presence had been useful tonight. He would never have found Kiele if not for Riyan.

He moved around the side of the house, trying to find a partially open window that would allow him to hear what was being said inside—and nearly got hit in the face by a window suddenly flung wide. He flattened himself against the wall, clamping his teeth shut over an exclamation of surprise, and froze until the curtains dropped again to guard the light inside.

“It’s an oven in here, damn it! Hotter than the Desert in high summer!” a man’s voice grated. “If I have to try these damned clothes on, then at least save yourself the trouble of washing my sweat from them afterward!”

“You have absolutely no sense of caution! I’m sure I wasn’t followed, but if you think we’re safe, then think again!”

“Shut up, Kiele!”

“How dare you give me orders! And whatever possessed you to come into the city today? Of all the stupid, foolish things—!”

“I was bored! You’ve kept me out here for longer than I can remember! And no harm came of it—who’d recognize me?”

“Someone recognizing you is exactly the point!”

“If my former jailer hadn’t been out drinking, no one would have been the wiser. But no, he had to be half-drunk and, of course, he had to run to you and tattle!”

There was the sound of something, a chair perhaps, crashing to the floor. Kiele gave a little cry and then a curse, and the man laughed.

“Calm yourself. You came here to lecture me, and I’m not interested. Let’s get on with the clothing, shall we?”

“You’ll learn to keep your mouth shut and do exactly as I say—or you’ll ruin us all, Masul!”

When he spoke again, his voice was savage. “I’m sick of being caged, and I’m sick of you telling me what I should and shouldn’t do, and most especially I’m sick of your doubts! When are you going to admit that I am who I say I am, sister darling?”

Kleve dug his fingers into the weathered wood of the house as his knees wobbled with sudden shock.

“Try on the tunic,” Kiele said with the inexorable ice of a mountain glacier.

Kleve shifted so he could peer through the tiny gap in the black curtains. His muscles creaked a protest at the awkward stance necessary to avoid rustling a flowering bush, but his reward was a view of Masul’s head poking through the neck of an elegant dark violet velvet tunic.

Once, a very long time ago, Kleve had traveled to Einar on Andrade’s business. Midjourney, he had nearly been trampled on the road by a group of highborns out for a day’s hunting. No apology had been offered; indeed, their young leader had told him to get his filthy Sunrunner carcass out of the way or regret it.

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