Dragoon (War of the Princes Book 2) by A. R. Ivanovich

Author:A. R. Ivanovich [Ivanovich, A. R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-06-15T19:00:00+00:00

Chapter 27: The Black Sheet

“Any day now!” Dylan said, flinging my curtains open with both arms. Sunlight beamed onto my closed eyelids turning them blindingly red. I recoiled like a snake that had been stepped on, blocking my face with my arms and burrowing deeper into the rug. I'd curled the thing around me in my sleep.

I thought that after seeing Rune, I'd never reach unconsciousness. Following about five minutes of cursing myself for not tackle hugging him, I fell into blackness. It was a reassurance just to know he was here somewhere, that he knew where I was. The result was a deep, dreamless and much needed sleep that stretched into the afternoon.

I shot Dylan with the wittiest biting response I was capable of. “Ungh.”

“The rug, Katelyn?” he asked, his tone dripping with disapproval. “There are chairs.”

“It's clean!” I barked, muted by the plush, squishy material folded over me.

“Your definition of 'clean' never ceases to astound me. Get out of there.”

“Don't tell me what to do,” I grumbled, crawling out of the rug anyway. My hair was a mop of frizz. Pulling myself up to sit, I yawned and rubbed my eyes.

“What's that on your neck?” Dylan asked.

A red thread from the carpet was plastered across my throat. “Cut myself shaving.” I peeled it off.

“I wish I could say I'm surprised. Well, while you were playing the flea ridden vagrant, I paid a visit to the harbor.”

“What?” I straightened, alert at last. “Are they here?”

“Afraid not,” he said, leaning on the wall where Rune had been standing some hours ago. I couldn't help but compare them. In mind and body they were as different as two fit guys could be. They were both beautiful for different reasons, but Dylan lacked the luster that I saw in Rune. Then there was the part about him being a backstabbing jerk-hole. “No one's seen the Flying Fish come up yet.”

I wished it were Rune standing there. “Please tell me that's not the good news.”

“No, the good news is that the channel has opened up. They could be in at any time.”

“Good.” My stomach was all tied up in little tiny knots for Kyle and Sterling. I hated not knowing where they were and what was happening to them. Then there was Ruby. I imagined her curled up in a corner at Breakwater Keep, alone and afraid all this time. I needed to find my mother, and my reasons to hurry were multiplying by the minute.

“I'm afraid it wasn't the bad news either. The Margrave has invited us to a dinner.”

“A what?” I croaked, wincing at the vile image of Hest eating around the twisted metal growths that shredded her body.

“It's an event based around the consumption of foods and liquids, generally among a company of guests. Vagrants are rarely invited, so I suggest you do something about that.”

“Why won't she leave me alone?” I groaned, dragging myself up to stand.

“What do you mean?”

I explained the events of the previous night, leaving out the part about Rune sneaking past him into our rooms.

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