The Dark Conqueror (Battle Lords of de Velt Book 6) by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Le Veque, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Medieval, romance
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2021-10-27T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

The Crown and The Sword

“It smells like dead fish,” Brielle said, wrinkling up her nose.

She was standing in the street, refusing to move any closer to the warped door that led into the tavern with cracked exterior walls and beams that were peeling and faded. Alexander was at the door, holding out a hand to her, inviting her to come inside with him.

“It’s a tavern by a river where fish are regularly caught,” he said. “What did you expect it to smell like?”

Brielle was nervous. Alexander knew she was nervous. He told her that they were meeting Cassian in this horrifically smelly establishment so she was forewarned. She’d agreed to come because her anger and confusion was compelling her to do so, like something she couldn’t ignore or she’d go mad. It was the threat of madness that was driving her. What she didn’t know was that Alexander had told Cassian about Max, so she was going in blind on that.

But at least she was going.

Sort of.

When Alexander wriggled his fingers at her, encouraging her to come forth, Brielle gave a sharp sigh and began walking again. Alexander took her by the elbow, opening the door to the tavern and ushering her inside.

At this time of day, it wasn’t crowded at all because people were over at the tournament field and the faire, with dozens of food and drink vendors and entertainment to be had. There were a few old men and one serving wench, laughing it up with a man in the corner who kept trying to put his hand up her skirt. It wasn’t exactly the kind of place Alexander would have selected for a meeting but, in a sense, it was rather genius because it was so out of the way and private. With everyone over at the tournament, there would hardly be anyone around to hear Cassian’s shame and Brielle’s lament.

He spied Cassian in the corner.

“Come,” he said quietly.

When Brielle saw Cassian, she started to resist, as if she were having second thoughts, but Alexander pulled her over to a table in the corner where Cassian was sitting with his back against the wall, watching the door. There was a pitcher and three cups on the table, but Alexander directed Brielle to a chair and then let her go.

“Sit, Brie,” he said quietly, pulling out the chair for her. “I will be over near the door if you need me.”

Those words were meant for Cassian, who only had eyes for Brielle. She only had eyes for him. They were staring at each other but no one was moving, not even to sit down. Alexander figured he’d done all that he could with them, so he retreated to a table near the door, far enough away to look like he wasn’t listening, but the truth was that he wanted to hear what was said. He could hear quite well from where he was. He also wanted to be close enough should the situation get out of hand.

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