Mortal Scorn by A.V. Ray

Author:A.V. Ray [Ray, A.V.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-09-28T16:00:00+00:00

Connor came into the village, finally dressed, looking for the Witch’s house. He knew Griselda was still in there when he heard her going at the elder Bloodraider harshly in their native language.

From the sounds of things, they were arguing.

Then Griselda came bursting out of the door with a loud, exasperated groan to the sky before shouting back into the house. “I could have done it twice!”

“You barely did it once!” the Witch shouted from inside.

“How could I focus when you do not stop talking?”

“You’re supposed to make me! Now, shut the damn door! There’s a draft.”

“Na vuu!” Griselda slammed the door shut and marched away with a scowl, noticing Connor with a sidelong glance before sighing loudly. “Thyr en hansa… What are you looking at?”

“I was looking for Astreya,” Connor said with poorly hidden amusement. “But instead I find you making an enemy of the only other Bloodraider in this village.”

“Who? Her?” Griselda pointed her thumb back at the house before waving him off. “Bah! She is a sweet old lady. I only hate her sometimes.”

A hand within the house moved the window veil aside. “I like you too, you stubborn, miserable bitch!”

Griselda made a rude gesture. “Gae thulo!”

The Witch returned the finger. “Nágr binbin!”

Her hand popped back inside with a flutter of the curtain and the conversation was over after that. Griselda smiled to herself, then quickly straightened up when she saw Connor grinning at her.

“What?” she said.

“I was thinking on whether or not I should thank you for last night’s… assistance.”

Griselda tried to roll her eyes, but the sign of dimples appeared on her cheeks as she marched over without shyness. “You can thank me by not complaining.”

“I have no complaints. You were as good with my sword in your hand as you were with your own.”

She said nothing; she just gave him an unreadable gaze until Revna suddenly came darting from around an adjacent house and went into the Witch’s house without a word.

Griselda drew her sword in alarm and turned around, groaning exasperatedly when the threat had gone as she re-sheathed it.

“And this is who you want to help us?” Griselda bemoaned.

“No one else sees the world as she does,” Connor replied. “And I’ve agreed to introduce her to my father.”

Griselda furrowed her brow. “So she can learn how to be even more annoying?”

“So she can be like everyone else…” Connor took a deep breath. “I understand that.”

His reply silenced Griselda for a few critical seconds, at which point she took a step closer.

“I want to fight tonight,” she said.

Connor lowered his chin. “With or without weapons?”

“Without… if you can get them out of my hands—but no armor. We eat after, yes?”

He blinked quickly a few times as her request registered, then nodded in agreement. “First we fight, then we feast.”

Griselda smiled. “Good. When are we leaving to get your rune? Yes, I am coming, too.”

Connor looked at the Witch’s house, which had become eerily quiet. “As soon as Revna finishes her talk.”

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