Fire Kin 4 by Scott M. J
Author:Scott, M. J. [Scott, M. J.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Fantasy, General, Fiction
ISBN: 9781101631713
Publisher: Roc
Published: 2014-05-06T07:00:00+00:00
Chapter Fourteen
BRYONY
Maybe it was childish, using an invisibility charm. And maybe it was futile and Ash would follow me anyway, tracing my path by the feel of my magic, the same way I would be able to trace him.
But I couldn’t face him anymore.
I couldn’t afford to believe that his words were truth and that he still cared for me. That this time perhaps we had a chance. Because I wanted too much for those words to be true and I feared too much that they weren’t.
And, after so short a time, both of those things scared me.
I walked cautiously at first, turning to see if he followed. But he hadn’t moved. He was looking in the direction I was taking, but I couldn’t tell whether he could sense my direction or whether he was just guessing my path. But by the time I reached the gate in the wall that stood between the Brother House and the hospital grounds, he still stood there, just watching, his face troubled.
I lingered for a moment, there at the junction between his world and mine, watching him too.
He was rumpled, dressed in his brown leathers and shirt, dirt on his breeches and on his long boots. The bloodstains had faded to brown too now. All those browns echoed the shades of his hair and made his skin look even more tanned than usual. Long fingers drummed on the hilt of his sword hanging on his hip.
Fingers bare of his ring.
I remembered the feel of those fingers against me last night and I almost gave in and went back. The urge to take him by the hand and see if I could drive that troubled look away and if he could ease the regret in my heart for what I had just done burned fiercely.
But I didn’t. I just took a few more seconds, drinking in the sight of him, part of me still not convinced, it seemed, that he really was back and needing the proof of sight. And touch. But no. Last night was done and it was a new day. I had to be strong.
Ash could’ve been killed last night by one of those Beasts. He could be killed any moment. And if he survived it all, then most likely he would ride back out the City gates and disappear from my life for a second time.
Last night I had been weak. It had been pleasurable, yes. Beyond pleasurable, but that was exactly why I couldn’t let it happen again.
Right now I had just enough strength to resist him. If I let him snare me in that web of pleasure that he wove so easily, then those threads of strength would snap one by one until the last of them gave way and I fell into a place that there would be no returning from.
Once I passed through the gate, I sped up, almost running. Across the grounds, through the nearest door. Down the stairs, into the tunnels, and down the familiar twists and turns of the way to the hidden ward.
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