Heir of the Demon War: Lost Ones' Legacy by Sydney Skye

Heir of the Demon War: Lost Ones' Legacy by Sydney Skye

Author:Sydney Skye [Skye, Sydney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Bookish Squid LLC
Published: 2024-07-25T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-Nine

Reyna

Finding the speakeasy is the first part of my plan, and the reason I'm sneaking through the Farm District. I saw the obituary posters my parents hung. As much as missing them hurts, I think it’s best if no one knows I managed to survive. The festival happened a few nights ago, and I must've missed something big. A swarm of gruff looking soldiers carry someone into the house. Then it strikes me. That's Erik's house. I wait until the soldiers leave and run across the street, creeping up to one of the back windows.

"A few inches to the left and we wouldn't have been able to save him. He'll need rest, and daily bandage changes with the salve. He should be better than new in no time." A voice flows out of the cracked window above my head and I can't help wondering what happened.

Something rustles and footsteps head in my direction; I catch a glimpse of a healer speaking to Erik's nurse. Their presence has me scurrying around to the back of the cottage to hide from view. The healer walks out of the front as I duck behind the house. I lift my head just enough to look in the back window. Erik lays in bed; I have to stifle a gasp. His chest is wrapped in so many bandages that he looks half dead hanging off his bed. Banging of cabinets opening and shutting sounds from the kitchen where the nurse clambers around.

"Erik," I whisper-yell, gently tapping on the window. After a few taps, he's calling out to the nurse.

"What do you need, mister?" she asks, and he points to the window. She scurries across the room propping the window open before returning to her work.

"You couldn't just let me ignore you?" he asks, breathing heavily like moving his arm was more exertion than he is capable of.

"Why would you ignore me?" I keep my voice low so his caretaker doesn't come barging in.

"Because I was stabbed in the chest and every time I move I can feel my heart and lungs sloshing around inside of me," he growls out.

"You what?" My head is fully in the window. "Stabbed how?" I demand stopping myself from crawling into his window like when we were kids.

"The guards came for Astrid and Embla. I was fighting with them and I got stabbed. They think I was trying to help the Shadows, that’s what I convinced them. But they took Ash and Em, we have to do something." Desperation bleeds into his tone. "They're going to kill them," he whispers.

"I'm working on it." If I can build a militia to protect the district from Hekate's impending doom they should also be able to help me rescue my friend. "Are you going to be okay?" I ask, hesitant to leave.

"I will be, but I need rest. You know everyone thinks you’re dead right?" he asks, eyeing me from where he lays on the bed.

"I need to keep it that way," is all I say before I'm once again sneaking through the district.



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