Heart Fate by Robin D. Owens

Author:Robin D. Owens
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Berkley Sensation

Tinne watched the new beginner class of exuberant boys head toward the male waterfall room. Some, like Antenn Blackthorn and the Clovers, were jauntier than others—they’d go to grovestudy group instead of private tutors like Vinni T’Vine.

Vinni’s bodyguards had already arrived. Tinne didn’t know the T’Vine guardsmen, and they weren’t friendly. He thought they originally hailed from Gael City and trained privately in T’Vine Residence. Vinni must have done some fast talking to be allowed to train here. The bodyguards and Cratag Maytree—waiting for Laev Hawthorn—lounged in the entry waiting room.

Tinne caught Cratag’s eye through the glass in the door and jerked his head. Eyebrows raised, Cratag glanced at the T’Vine guards then drifted through the door as if checking on the state of the sparring room.

Tab had gone to supervise the boys, and Tinne and Cratag were alone. Tinne hadn’t thought of a way to be subtle, so he said, “I hear you know of FirstGrove, and I thank you for your recommendation and discretion.”

Cratag’s heavy black brows lowered as he scrutinized Tinne. “You have troubles of your own.”

“That I do,” Tinne said affably.

The guard glanced around, no one was paying attention to them. “Enough to find FirstGrove yourself.” He hesitated, then continued, “You’ve spoken to the Lady.”

“That I have. I want to give you her thanks.”

Cratag nodded. “Done. Pretty little thing. Never liked T’Yew.” He turned away.

Tinne cleared his throat. “Maytree, do you have a regular sparring salon?”

“Hawthorn has a fair enough room in the Residence.”

“But Hawthorns are not known for their fighting. Good partners wouldn’t be readily available.”

“I’m a Commoner and have a gym membership.”

Tinne nodded. “There will be a lifetime membership available for you at the Green Knight Fencing and Fighting Salon.” He walked away but overheard Maytree mutter to himself.

“Entangled in Noble business again, FirstFamily business. Cave of the Dark Goddess.”

Still, if the man took his profession and himself seriously, he’d accept the membership.

Then the boys swirled from the dressing room clothed brightly in their house colors, their chatter just as bright.

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