Surrender by Eric Alan Westfall

Author:Eric Alan Westfall [Westfall, Eric Alan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

1 Summer 12, 19097 After Seren

9671 House Andrae

Four Corners Pillar, The Shrine

Outside Kilthari Territory, Kilthar

Is it inevitable that when you love you become a better liar? Or is it just me? Since that Winterdeath Eve I have learned that not only do I have a natural talent for taking cock in my mouth or ass, despite some little or large help from Caaroc, I apparently always had it in me to be a proficient liar.

I have continued the pattern of deception I started last Winterdeath. I make sure I continue to excel at everything I am asked to do, at everything an Aerisan warrior, a Clan Heir, is required to do. My brothers and I get along as well as we ever have, if not better. The Clan believes that things have returned to whatever the “normal” was before last Winterdeath.

And when I leave for a day here, a day there, I do it without confrontation. And without questions on my return. Even Father says nothing. But he watches me. Always. As if he suspects. But he can’t. I have never said or done anything in his sight or hearing, nor in the sight or hearing of anyone who would report to him, that could possibly lead him to believe I am shkiril.

So I tell myself it is just my imagination. It is just Father being Father, or being Clan Chief.

It appears, however, that my proficiency as a liar is only with others. I am an abomination at lying to myself. But there is nothing I can do that I have not already tried, and so I let the watching go. And remain watchful myself.

And on the last of the trips to get away for no reason than getting away, I found the place for us for tonight. I lean against the Gaarchan side of the Pillar, lit by three full moons, unquestionably visible. Unquestionably alone. I have not betrayed my grey warrior, will not.

There are places in Kilthar that we might have gone, but they have the greatest risks of our being seen. We are not the largest of the Clans in Kilthar, but the most well-known, and being seen together by someone who knew someone who knew someone Aerisan was an all too real possibility. For the first time in my life, I regret the hunt chain in my neck because only my Clan marks its warriors so. I regret, too, for reasons I do not care to examine closely, that I am Clan Heir and known more widely for that reason alone.

In theory, we could leave the Pillar and follow the trail into Balir. But that leads only to Halintown, where a repeat, whether of privy or private room, would be foolish beyond all reason. Particularly since I couldn’t just walk up to a stranger and ask him where I could rent a room for a few hours so another shkiril and I could fuck around. Or even if I was not that explicit, I would probably

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