Heart’s Blood by Unknown

Author:Unknown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

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GREY GAVE PEARL a look, as if suspecting her of mocking him—which she was, but only a little. Then he did as she wished, turned his back to her and led the way out of the dining room and down the few steps of the corridor.

It was harder than she thought to carry the glass and squeeze more blood out of her finger. The wound had closed, and in desperation, to get the job done before Grey turned back around, she used the lancet again.

This time, she went too deep. The blood wouldn’t stop welling up, no matter how tight she pinched. Only a droplet at a time, but it would not stop. She dipped her finger into the wine, hoping the sting of alcohol would help, but that only seemed to make it run more.

Finally, she put the finger in her mouth, licking away the wine, then biting down with her teeth in hope it would cut off the flow. Grey turned as he opened the door and caught her with her finger in her mouth. “Is it still bleeding?”

She went into the drawing room, away from potential exposure to curious servants. “I don’t think so.” She removed her finger to speak.

Grey shut the door and came to inspect her wound, which was—drat it all—still seeping. He didn’t put it into his mouth this time, thank heaven. Pearl didn’t think she could bear that warm, wet, intimate touch again. Not without collapsing to the floor because her bones had dissolved. He licked his thumb and pressed it hard against the tiny puncture, pinching her fingertip until it went white. Then he looked at it again. When a few seconds passed without any more blood welling up, he pronounced her healed.

“Perhaps it takes someone else’s spit to seal a sorceress’s wound,” he suggested.

“Perhaps so.” Pearl couldn’t say anything else. Her insides were quivering too much. So were her outsides. The wine in the glass she held almost splashed out, her hands shook so.

Grey pretended not to notice. It had to be pretense. How could he not see such shaking? He indicated the red, betassled chairs, inviting her to sit. They had high backs and low arms to accommodate a lady’s full skirts. Pearl handed him the wine before taking up his invitation. She didn’t want it to spill.

“Shall I drink first?” he asked as she collapsed into the nearest chair.

Pearl reviewed her mental notes yet again. Whereupon he drinketh of the blood, she shall wait while the sorcerye spreadeth throughout him, for the passynge of a tenth part of one houre. If she had to wait, that meant he should drink first, didn’t it?

But the waiting came after the infusing of the sorcerye into thee blood. Had she done that?

She hadn’t. She’d been too busy with walking and poking her finger and then trying to get the bleeding to stop. Was it too late to do it now? If it wasn’t, would it mess up the spell? If she put

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