Redamancy by T. D. Cloud

Author:T. D. Cloud [Cloud, T. D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781793185631
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2019-06-29T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Sorin stared into the looking glass and grimaced at what he saw looking back, wondering yet again why he had to go to this party when he didn’t even speak the damn language. His collar was lower than he wanted it to be, his beard trimmed and his hair bound back. If asked, Sorin didn’t think he looked all that respectable, but given the company he was about to share, he supposed that wouldn’t be much of an issue.

“Damn Drow,” he muttered under his breath, breaking away from his staring contest with his reflection to grab the gloves Navidae had delivered to him alongside the rest of the finery. He tugged them on and clenched his hands a few times, feeling the stretch and give of new leather squeaking against his fingers. No matter what they threw at him to wear, Sorin knew he was going to stick out like a sore thumb regardless.

How many humans ever found themselves invited to a gala thrown by Drow nobility? Not many, he figured, since Sorin couldn’t think of anyone he knew as unlucky as him. Sure, the outfit was fancy, and the food and company promised to be as well. Anyone else might relish the chance to rub elbows with such wealth. But really, Sorin had to think he’d be happier just staying in bed.

He gave up on his outfit and glared at himself in the mirror. It was as good as it was likely to get. Time to go find Khouri since he sure as shit wasn’t going to that gala on his own. He left his room and headed off down the hall, carefully counting the doors as he passed to make sure he didn’t get lost. His usual landmarks were no more thanks to Navidae’s redecorating but he had a decent enough idea of where to go to get to the master bedroom.

Whether or not he’d be allowed inside was another story entirely. Sorin was determined though, and that had to count for something in this place.

He found the room within a few minutes, recognizing the elaborately carved door frame from Khouri’s past descriptions. It was large and it was intimidating, the trim carrying the bone motif just the same as the rest of the house around it. The door was opened a bit, largely dark inside. Sorin put his hand on the door and pushed, not bothering knocking when it was already open.

“Hey, are you in here—”

Sorin cut himself off when he caught sight of Khouri standing near the end of the spacious room, bare but for the gown clinging to his hips and held to his chest with both hands. His mouth closed with a harsh click and Sorin immediately straightened up and coughed, “Sorry, I’ll wait outside.”

“No, don’t go,” Khouri rushed, reaching out a hand to stop him. His gown dropped an inch, revealing the cheeky little slip of a nipple. He quickly lowered his hand and hitched it back up, flushing as he looked at the ground.

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