Ice Queen by Candace Wondrak

Author:Candace Wondrak [Wondrak, Candace]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Frost was off with her sister, eating a late dinner. Queen Amara wanted to feed them all, so she sent a few plates their way. While her soldiers had the meat from their latest hunt, Douglas, Hale, and Noel enjoyed plates with meat, bread, vegetables, and the like. It’d been so long since Douglas had tasted potatoes, he’d almost forgotten what they were like when they were cooked.

The three of them sat in the tent they would share, cross-legged on their chosen bedrolls. Douglas’s sword lay a foot away, its steel glimmering. The size of a child, it was a great sword that set anyone who was on its sharp end on edge. Oh, yes, Douglas was a dangerous man, but they were all dangerous, in their own way.

They were mainly silent as they ate, shoveling food into their mouths like savages. None of them were made for manners, apparently. They would not do well sitting at a table of royals. Douglas found himself wondering how Frost ate. Did she recall the etiquette of her youth, or was she as uncouth as the rest of them while she ate?

Frost. Douglas should not be thinking about her, but he couldn’t help it. She’d been on his mind constantly as of late, and especially since the moment they shared near the stream. Feeling her small hand touching him, knowing she enjoyed the feel of his body, it brought him a type of happiness he’d never before known.

He wanted her to like him. He wanted her to need to touch him. He wanted…well, Douglas wanted a lot of things where Frost was concerned, and the sad thing was, he would not get them. Some things simply weren’t meant to be, which wholeheartedly sucked.

Douglas lifted his gaze to Hale and Noel. Hale was quiet, his shoulders slumped. A gloominess hovered over him, something Douglas couldn’t name. Noel himself was perky, as always, shoveling away at his plate as if the food would disappear if he didn’t eat it all right now. They were like brothers, always on jobs together. They were one of the guild’s top earners. They had a good system going.

But now…now Douglas wanted a different system. He wanted Frost.

Noel set his plate down, glancing at Douglas and then Hale. Something was clearly on his mind, and Douglas couldn’t help but wonder if it was the same thing that was on his mind. Frost was hard to ignore. She was beautiful, self-conscious, and deadly. It was hard not to pay attention to her anytime she was near.

“So,” Noel spoke, breaking the silence of the tent, “I think we need to talk.”

Hale paused, a piece of bread in his mouth, as he looked at Noel. He said nothing, his mouth thinning into a line, continuing to eat. It was the most he would do.

Douglas, on the other hand, asked, “About what?” He asked, even though he already had a feeling he knew what Noel was going on about. Douglas felt the need to stretch, to move, growing antsy as he anticipated whatever conversation Noel wanted to have.

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