Kilig the Sword by Barbara G. Tarn

Author:Barbara G. Tarn [Tarn, Barbara G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adult fantasy, novel, Novella, assassins, silvery earth, m/m lovers
Goodreads: 25277919
Publisher: Unicorn Productions
Published: 2015-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

3. Hakeem's Rival

Part One

Hakeem entered the Guild's canteen holding Kilig's hand, still dreamy about what they'd discussed among the sheets after Kilig had tested Sabre's skills.

Seeing the southern assassin seated with Katar made Hakeem's smile vanish, and when Guisarme waved at them from a nearby table where she sat with Anelace, he frowned and glanced at Kilig.

"Can we sit on our own?" he whispered.

"It's impolite to decline an invitation from two women," Kilig replied in a low voice, amused. "Don't tell me you're still jealous of Guisarme. She is our new Head after all."

Hakeem sighed. At least Sanjana was with her, as usual. Well, Anelace. He should learn to use the assassins' names, but then, he didn't think of himself as "Kukri" yet. And he should, if he wanted to be better than "Sabre". He quickly wondered what the newcomer's birth name was.

He sat in front of Sanjana who grinned at him while Kilig sat next to him and in front of Guisarme. They'd grabbed their bowl of stew and flat-breads before joining the women who poured them some wine.

"So, Kilig, are you staying or are you leaving?" Guisarme asked.

"Both," Kilig answered. "Like we told Nimdja, we're moving into our own room over Ramya's shop, where you met us a month ago. But we'll report here every day in case there's something for us." He squeezed Hakeem's hand, but Hakeem lowered his eyes.

"Good, I'm glad I can still count on you," Guisarme said, satisfied. "Can I consider you my right arm?"

Kilig dropped his cutlery to stare at her, surprised.

"I thought you had Katar," he said.

"No, I'd rather have you." Guisarme winked. "We have a history, after all."

"Guisarme..." Kilig chided while Hakeem glared at her.

Don't you dare, bitch! He's mine!

Guisarme blew him a kiss.

"Don't worry, honey, I won't steal your boyfriend," she told him with an impish smile. "It's just business. He's the best, and I'd rather have him by my side."

"I'm not Abhaya, am I?" Kilig grumbled.

"No, you're not," Guisarme assured him, patting his hand and staring fondly at him.

"He's everything Shamsher never was," Sabre said loud enough for everyone to hear, but not looking at anyone in particular.

Hakeem gritted his teeth, frowning at the southern young man who completely ignored him – as usual. Sabre seemed interested only in Kilig and Guisarme.

"Did you get to know Abhaya well?" Guisarme asked.

Sabre looked at her and scoffed.

"Oh yes. I was a baby when he showed up in Agharek. But suddenly my father was more interested in him than any of us. My half-brother even developed a crush on him that cost him his life – not that I'm complaining, but I wanted to be the one who killed him."

"Who did you want to kill?" Kilig asked. "Abhaya or your half-brother?"

"Both. Since my half-brother left to follow Shamsher and was out of reach by the time I was able to go after him," Sabre answered with a shrug.

"And your half-brother was...?" Guisarme said with a questioning look on her face.

"You've met him as Chakram," Sabre answered, looking at Kilig.

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