Elysian Fields by Suzanne Johnson

Author:Suzanne Johnson [Johnson, Suzanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9780765333193
Google: Y0-RMQEACAAJ
Amazon: 0765333198
Goodreads: 16059404
Publisher: Tor Books
Published: 2013-06-20T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 22

I was still pondering the words old methods when he got to the part about if you’re still able.

“What do you mean, if I’m still able?” If I’m able because I might be too stupid to understand deep and mysterious elven things, or if I’m able because I might be unconscious—or dead? My heart fluttered as I pushed my chair back. I’d been angry tonight. Alarmed. Concerned. Surprised. But this was the first time I’d felt physically threatened.

Mace grasped my arm. His grip wasn’t rough, but it also wasn’t yielding. “How easily this goes depends on how willingly you allow us to know you.” Mace looked around me at Betony, and the dark- haired man gave a brief nod and locked my other arm in a firm grasp. Mace had said know as if it should be epic and biblical. Vervain extended an arm across the table and grasped my arm above Mace’s hand.

Holy crap. They were all touching me. Nothing had happened yet, but I knew what was coming. Whatever mind- scramble Mace Banyan had tried on me last month, he was going to do again—with help.

I tried to wrest myself free, but they only gripped harder. “Don’t struggle, Drusilla,” Mace breathed into my ear. “Let us know you.” Definitely a capital Know. His voice grew muted, but I was able to hear one more sentence: “Quince Randolph, if you move an inch closer, I will have you lashed.”

The room grew brighter and I fought for every inch of calmness I could muster. “I’ll tell you whatever you want to know.” My surroundings seemed to melt and run like a warped Salvador Dalí painting. “Just ask your questions, and don’t touch me. I’ll tell you the truth.”

Suddenly, cool hands brushed my temples from behind and Lily’s soft voice whispered across my mind. “Calm down, you stupid wizard. Stop fighting.”

I sank back to the chair with Lily’s voice in my head and her light energy flowing over my skin. Why had I been struggling? It was warm and peaceful here, and when Mace picked me up and carried me to the sofa, I looked in his brown eyes and smiled. He smiled back.

Why had I ever thought he was scary?

On some level, I knew there was something I should be doing, something else I should be remembering or feeling, but I couldn’t seem to focus. I hadn’t felt this relaxed and peaceful since Katrina had thrown my world into disarray.

I felt them around me, occasionally touching me, remaining close. Then in a wash of gray, the room around me disappeared and I found myself sprawled instead on a half- rotted pier next to the river. Rene Delachaise was doing CPR and sending lances of pain through my abdomen from his compressions, but it worked. I coughed out a lungful of water and rolled to my side, where Rand stood in the semidarkness at the edge of a clearing, watching me.

“Wait . . . interesting. There’s something recent we need to see,” a male voice said.

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