Sandstorm by Megan Derr

Author:Megan Derr [Derr, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Fiction, Gay, General
ISBN: 9781936202348
Google: Njc_LgEACAAJ
Amazon: 1936202344
Publisher: Less Than Three Press
Published: 2011-02-07T18:30:00+00:00

Isra fiddled with his wine dish a moment, then finally looked up again. "This is not common knowledge, Uncle, and he would not want anyone to know who did not need to…but you asked when my mind changed…"

Jabbar’s brow furrowed in sudden concern.

"It started to change the day we were attacked by the men attempting to impersonate Ghost…before that fight, when I ran off after you and I argued. I encountered Sahayl in an oasis…"

"Yes," Jabbar said slowly, "I remember. You said he had been beaten…" His eyes widened slightly as comprehension dawned.

Isra nodded, barely noticing, attention only for his memories, the night that had changed everything – and not so very long ago. "I figured out later, in Tavamara, that Hashim had been the one to beat him. That he’d been doing it since Sahayl was a boy."

"By the Lady," Jabbar said softly. "I have come to know him, as well as anyone can in a matter of several busy days…that does much to explain why a man his age acts more like one of my age."

"There were other reasons, but that was the main one," Isra said, and finally picked up his wine again.

Jabbar levity returned with a smirk. "Yes, I’m sure there were."

"That’s none of your business," Isra muttered, hating the way his cheeks burned. "Why are you so determined to pry into what I do in bed, honored uncle?" He tossed Jabbar a smirk of his own. "Looking for ideas?"

"Impertinent!" Jabbar said, laughing hard.

Isra fought a laugh. "Anything else you’d like to know, uncle?"

"I should like to have a word with young ‘Simon’ someday," Jabbar replied dryly.

"I knew he was up to something, but I never asked what," Isra replied, "and as much as I wish I could, I cannot tell you what I know."

Jabbar waved the words away. "Of course, of course." He stroked his beard. "I’m not yet finished with you, but I will relent for a time. Let us discuss what we’ll be doing in these coming days." He set out a copy of the map with which Sahayl had entrusted him. "I still cannot believe the Prince has such a thing as this in his possession…" He shook his head.

"We are planning to try and find these Tribes here. They are the most remote in this region, about as far from any border as it is possible to be, so hopefully they will not have been affected. Ideally we will persuade them to the Prince’s side…"

"You agreed to the whole Prince thing with surprising ease," Isra interrupted. "I did not think you’d be so amenable to such a tactic, especially when you refused to seek help…"

"I refused help, Isra, because by that point it was clear we could not trust even those we have called allies for years now. The risk you took…under ordinary circumstance, nephew, I would have been hard pressed to turn away the insistence that I kick you out of Falcon."

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