Flames of Promise: Second Book in the Honest Scrolls series by Jack Whitney

Author:Jack Whitney [Whitney, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-10-05T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

DINNER AT DAG'S had been exactly what Dorian needed. The camaraderie and songs. The laughter and smoke. He may have sat in the corner most of the night, hardly able to move, but he was glad to have had Corbin and Reverie seated on the floor by his side. He heard them tell them stories of Reverie's training with Katla and how Katla was pushing her until she puked.

Watching the pair laugh together made his stomach knot. It was weird not being at the center of the room and telling jokes or come-ons to every woman there. He was able to see everything going on in the room from where he sat, and he silently wondered if this was how Nyssa felt when she would stand or sit over to the side in every crowd to watch. The thought of her made his heart hurt, but he shook it from his mind and pushed his attention back to his present.

Hagen had been right. Dag's wife was much prettier than Dorian would have ever guessed, and he had a sneaking suspicion Dag was much more of a romantic than anyone realized.

It wasn't a great crowd at Dag's. Only about ten people. It was cozy enough that by the end of the night, they had all crowded around Dag's sitting room and were passing pipes and smoking herb. With his injured condition, the herb had gone quickly to Dorian's head, and he hardly remembered how he got back to the Temple.

For seven days after the decision, Dorian was forced to stay in his bed. Hagen told them he would give them another two weeks for Dorian to heal before they set off for the Bryn. He thought that would give them time to get there and get things sorted before the next rise of the Dead Moons.

For once, Dorian did as he was told. He rested, knowing he would need all his strength for traveling. Reverie and Corbin tended to him at all hours of the day, and Dorian started to wonder if they were sleeping in the room with him, as every time he would wake up, at least one was in there.

Dorian had taken his time with Reverie as an opportunity to tell her of some of the stories he'd learned had been lies through the last year. He was grateful she actually listened to him and asked questions. Every time he told her of one, he saw the same break in her face that had been in his own.

On the seventh night, Dorian decided he'd had enough of the Temple and had walked with Corbin down to the tavern. He was greeted with claps on his shoulder that made him wince, but the smiles on their faces swelled his chest. The women that leered at him and brushed his arms when they passed had his mind once more wandering.

Corbin shook his shoulders as Dorian propped up by the bar. He told him that he had to settle a game of dice with Damien, and then he left him.

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