Shard by Clare Kelly St

Author:Clare, Kelly St. [Clare, Kelly St.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Romance, Young Adult
Amazon: B07MSN1C42
Goodreads: 43539055
Publisher: Palimpsest Publishing
Published: 2019-01-14T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

“What do you think they’re talking about?” Shard asked the others.

“No one cares,” Ice complained. “Shut up about it.”

Maybe he was fixated on the conversation between Lina and Arla at the throne table. Was this the queen’s revenge for how he’d treated her? Because it was working.

He straightened. “Lina smiled. That’s a good thing.”

“I saw her smile when she chopped someone’s head off once,” Blizzard replied.

Shard cursed. True.

The rest of the table snickered.

The food hall was a bawdy ruckus of singing, shouting, dancing, and smashing pottery. The Solati court and the assembly seemed to be getting on reasonably well—probably helped along by the ample pouring of brew. The thought threw Shard for a second. If he wasn’t engaged in a battle of his own, he’d be solely focused on what the tri-world games were really about as he protected Glacium’s royal females.

The three peoples had intermingled to some degree, and the rulers laughing together at the throne table proved that.

While the Solati and Bruma still kept to themselves the most, Shard could immediately see that those from the Ire had spread themselves amongst the other two worlds almost completely, only pockets of two or three scattered about. Perhaps it made sense that the race who was a mixture of Solati and Bruma would be the ones to bridge the cultural divide.

The sight made him happy. Not just because he’d been there on the day the war against Tatum Avanna was won. And not only because he wanted to exist in a world that was safe and accepting. But because the rulers and advisories had worked tooth and nail for the last year to make sure everything was arranged. Thus far, it appeared the games were a success.

No matter the nefarious reasons Sin thought up the Interworld Games in the beginning, it had come to good in the end. One of the many and deeply entrenched barriers between the worlds was crumbling away. Hopefully, in time and generations to come, other barriers would disappear too.

Shard peered up at the throne table again. Their heads were bent together. What did that mean in female talk?

He groaned aloud and tipped his head back. “I’m going to bed,” he announced.

“Running away again?” Blizzard nodded.

Sometimes it was hard to feel sad that Blizzard lived in the Middle Rings.

Shard made for the archway, squeezing between the intoxicated masses. Some of the fighters were drinking, too. If luck was with him, that would make tomorrow’s contests easier. Maybe he’d even be able to sleep tonight for knowing it. Doubtful with what he’d learned from Arla only hours before.

Drummond had no idea Shard was a contender for his daughter’s hand. And tomorrow he’d find out.

Shard wasn’t comfortable with the game Arla was playing, but hopefully the conversation between them would be forced to the surface when Drummond saw him competing as a serious contender.

What a mess.

“You know what I’m going to do to you?” a man slurred.

Talking of messes.

Sanjay. Held up by his wife, Fiona.

“Probably nothing, my love,” she answered pleasantly.

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