Golden's Rule by Billi Jean

Golden's Rule by Billi Jean

Author:Billi Jean [Jean, Billi]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Total-E-Bound Publishing
Published: 2013-03-04T05:00:00+00:00


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“He’s not evil. Not a Death Stalker.” Beauty nodded to where two guards were dragging the young mage down the hall to clean him up and get him another room. “He was troubled, his soul touched, faintly with deeds he cringed from exploring too deeply, but he wasn’t a Death Stalker.”

She felt no deep bond to the dark, the link she felt between Death Stalkers to their Dark Lord. He was in trouble though, his soul had been tainted, left to himself he would turn evil, unless he fought it.

“Damn.” Whooshing out a breath, Torque ran a hand through his dark hair, messing the already tousled look he had going on. “Well, then. Damn, that complicates things, doesn’t it?”

She shoved her hands in her jeans pockets and watched him. “I’m sorry, shouldn’t I have said anything?”

“Shit, no. That’s not an easy talent, Beauty. Are you sure?”

“I am positive.”

“Why didn’t I know?”

Beauty grinned and shrugged at his frustrated growl. “Uh, babe, you are many things, but empathy is just not your deal.”

He gave her a scowl for that and started pacing the small room like a caged cat.

“Well, you could let me in there, I can heal him. I think.”

That brought him up short. “Oh, fuck no.”

“Don’t be unreasonable. Logically you know he can’t touch me. Tie him up if you need to, but I can help him. If someone doesn’t? He will turn dark, Torque.”

With a low grunt, Torque paced to the window. His reflection shone back at her, strained, and worried. He was upset for the mage.

“What is it?”

He turned his head to meet her eyes. His were stormy grey. “I wanted to help the kid, but do you realise what this might mean? I thought he was a Death Stalker, sensed the bond, and immediately put him in the category of evil.” He stopped abruptly and turned back to stare at her.

“And?”

He didn’t respond right away. She sensed him guarding his emotions until with a muttered curse he lowered his hand from where he’d been fingering his goatee.

“And, I’ve killed for less. I’ve killed immortals with the same feel. If I sensed the bond, they were the enemy. You changed all that, Beauty. All of it.”

Because now he thought he could have saved them, instead of killed them. The unspoken words hung in the air between them. If she’d ever doubted Torque, if she’d ever felt him to be dark, or uncaring—and she hadn’t, but if she had—those unspoken words had tears clogging her throat.

“You did what you had to do. My gift is unusual. I doubt anyone else could sense he wasn’t completely turned.”

She wasn’t bragging, but Torque turned a raised eyebrow at her. She felt colour rush her cheeks. She’d read her gift was unusual, she wasn’t bragging.

“You did what you had to do. In the end, if you’d known a few of the immortals you fought as Death Stalkers could be saved, so what? I mean, how do you know they’d want to be? Saved? Maybe they took the vow for the power they felt it provided.



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