The Knowledge of Love (The Nememiah Chronicles Book 4) by D.S. Williams

Author:D.S. Williams [Williams, D.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Creativia
Published: 2014-05-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 26: Versions of Truth

There was stunned silence in the large hall as this admission was digested – thirty seconds later the room erupted in chaos. Epi was stunned, his blue eyes wide with shock and he again held his head in his hands. William and Conal snatched me away from Goren, and together with Ben and Striker used their bodies to create a shield between myself and the Fae.

Goren's group surrounded him, warily watching the angry mob shouting protests. Our leaders had descended into heated pandemonium, shouting threats and warnings against the Fae and shoving one another in their attempts to reach them. Clinton had already waded into our group with Matt and some other men, forcibly pushing them back to avoid bloodshed.

“They're lying to us!”

“The Fae can never be trusted!”

“Those bastards have no intention of helping us! They only worry about themselves!”

“Kick them out of the city! Who gives a damn about their Fae bitch?”

I met Conal's eyes, terrified by the anger and threatened violence in the hall. The morning sickness, which had until now, been held at bay through sheer willpower, rushed towards my throat and I tore free of Conal and William. Holding a hand to my mouth I sprinted for the bathroom.

Slumped against the toilet bowl, I attempted in vain to quell both the nausea and panic, my hands trembling uncontrollably. The bathroom door opened and whooshed shut and Gabrielle spoke, crouching beside me. “Are you okay?”

“Nope.”

“If it's any consolation, your abrupt and dramatic departure calmed things down,” Gabrielle said, rubbing my back.

I retched again and sagged against the wall, limp as an overcooked noodle. “What do you think the Fae really want?”

“I'm not certain.” Gabrielle was thoughtful for a minute, rubbing my shoulder absently. “I do believe we need to find out.” She helped me to my feet and waited while I washed my face and rinsed my mouth. “Conal says you should use the fearless sigil.” She handed me some paper towel to dry my face.

I stared at her in surprise. “Are you sure that's what he said?”

Gabrielle nodded. “His exact words before I left the hall where 'Tell Charlotte to use the fearless sigil' ”.

I ran my tongue over my teeth, considering the suggestion for mere seconds. I yanked off my sweater and handed it to her. “Hold this.”

“Wow,” Gabrielle commented mildly, her gaze travelling over the proliferation of markings on my skin. “Epi told us about the sigils, but I didn't realize there would be so many, or how dramatic they would be.”

I was drawing the sigil on my chest, above my left breast. “They all have a use,” I muttered. “I'll explain them later if you'd like.”

Gabrielle's eyes were wide as she saw the indigo mark burning into my skin. “Doesn't that hurt?”

“Stings a bit. You get used to it.”

“They fade away later?”

“Yeah. These are bright because I haven't used their power.” With a heavy sigh, I slipped the Hjördis into my pocket and took the sweater from Gabrielle's hand. “If things keep deteriorating out there, I might have to.

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