Enchanted Moon (Moon Magick Book II) by Scott Amber

Author:Scott, Amber [Scott, Amber]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tholden Press
Published: 2013-09-19T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Quinlan prepared to be hit. Danny was a proud one, and he was not so young now that he’d be easily dissuaded. They might have plenty of years between them, some fourteen, but honor was honor. While Quinlan meant no disrespect, he also did not make empty threats. Something deep within him insisted that Ailyn was in danger and that Danny was heightening that risk.

But the man only walked up to Quinlan face to face—inches apart—and glared him down. “You’ve no idea what you’re toying with here, Quin. Step down before you get her killed.”

Quinlan’s eyelid twitched.

“You’ll be getting yourselves killed with your stubborn fool heads,” Ailyn said. “I’m not some chattel to be parceled out to the most able man among you.”

Danny hardly blinked at her words. Quinlan, too. He expected no lass to ken the consequences of establishing a hierarchy here. Be it age, strength, cunning, or knowledge, either Danny would concede his role—whatever that proved to be—or Quinlan would take charge.

“While you were busy listening to her talk in her sleep, Quin, I was looking for what went missing.”

“Missing?” Ailyn put her hands between them, forcing a space. “What do you mean, missing?”

“Aye, Danny, what do you mean, missing?” Quinlan asked pointedly. Within an hour of Danny and he changing duties and Quinlan falling into a light sleep, he’d awoken to Ailyn murmuring in the old tongue. Just as she had before.

He had called to Danny.

Danny was nowhere to be found—gone. To check the horses, he claimed, once Quinlan found him.

Danny glared, his nostrils flaring. “You know full well what I mean. And soon, Ailyn will, too. You canno’ fathom what you are tempting here, friend.” He fairly spat the last word.

“By my estimation, you have two choices here, Daniel.” He meant his sarcasm as a challenge, to prick the lad’s patience. One hit was all Quinlan needed to justify putting the wee pup in his place. “One, you explain yourself in full—why you are here, what your intentions are, and what really occurred this glorious morning as Ailyn and I slept—or two, you leave us.”

Ailyn growled, stepping between them. “I swear by Morrigan’s wrath, if you louts dinna explain yourselves to me, I’ll rid myself of you both. I’ve enough troubles to face all on my own! I don’t need to suffer the mess of a war of fool honor.”

Her hair had become quite a sight, unbound and having been slept on. The wild disarray of the locks matched with the deep red hue. Combined with her flashing eyes, her hair exaggerated her ire to the point that it took effort for Quinlan to not burst out in a deep guffaw.

What in the world had she just sputtered? Suffer the mess of—what was that? Oh, and to boot, she clearly thought to be taken seriously. He bit against the bubble of laughter as his anger eased. Thankfully, Danny was the first to cave. A small chuckle escaped, which he attempted to cover with a cough.

“Ailyn, dinna fash yourself, lass,” Quinlan said, reaching for her as she stormed away.

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