Heart of the Resonant- the Soldier's Tale by B C Handler

Author:B C Handler [Handler, B C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-13T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

After soaking in the pool for a while, I got out and dried myself with the blanket Sanvi left. The blanket wasn’t very good for drying off, but hard to complain after getting a hot bath in over a week.

My mind was elsewhere while changing. Like the Marker— and everything, really— time with the girls played before my mind. Flashes of all the fear, anger, and frustration were renewed, as well as Judge’s death. The immediate feeling was a muddled mystery. Disbelief? Anger? Sorrow? Reflecting on everything was weird, like it happened a lifetime ago.

Mostly dried and covered, I made my way back to the cell I called a room. The bath was rejuvenating in several ways, though it made my lethargy even worse. The scrape in the caves left me feeling wired and jittery. After Wren healed me, it felt as though I'd done a rigorous session of PT after not sleeping for a day. Odd, considering she fixed all the gashes. Then again, I knew absolutely nothing about magic healing.

I crossed into the common room, and more than a few heads swiveled towards me. The air was still heavy from Haya’s death, yet they still bid me smiles. Not sure what else to do, I gave a respectful nod, then quietly walked toward the entryway that led to my room.

My rifle, sidearm, and knife were waiting on the bed for me. Even from the doorway, I could see my rifle took one hell of pounding during that tumble down the cave. Contact with the rocks left a lot of scratches and gouges in the metal, but aside from a sizeable dent in the magazine, everything still looked mechanically solid. The same applied to my Beretta; both needed serious TLC. Miraculously, my knife looked pristine; no black blood or dirt. Looked like it had been sharpened, too.

Makes sense they wouldn’t screw around too much after seeing what a gun could do. Amazing none of them shot themselves.

I got my feet off the chilled stone floor and sat on the thin mattress. The bed was as wide as a twin, but it certainly wasn’t long enough to hold a whole lamia; perhaps only the human bit needed padding.

While rubbing my chin as my mind wandered, I was reminded of the shave that was desperately needed, along with the stone fastened around my neck. Just to be safe, I checked the knot to ensure it was still tight. Had I lost it in the cave, Nuna or Sanvi wouldn’t have been able to disclose their thoughts. And I wouldn’t be able to have Fell’s talk.

They weren’t in the common area. Remembering the crushed look on Meriel’s face when I glared, maybe they thought that a talk wouldn’t change anything. Maybe it could.

I exhaled forcefully and rubbed my stiff neck while thinking about the next action. Talking to them seemed like the most obvious course of action, but how to go about that? Tackling something like this was foreign; I don’t know where to start.

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