The Last Knight by The Last Knight

Author:The Last Knight
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: 0
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER

TWELVE

The rain drummed hard and fast on what sounded like a shingled roof, low over their heads.

Damion crouched on his haunches, his gaze assessing the dim outlines of a surrounding jumble of barrels and crates before settling on the faint, distant line of gray light that outlined what looked like a door. He decided they were probably in a cellar or storage shed of some sort. The floor was of packed earth, the air around them damp and unused, the walls thick enough that he could hear nothing except the pounding of the rain and their own strained breathing.

Attica's low voice came to him out of the darkness. “What do we do now?”

He reached out to her, his fingers closing over the delicate bones of her wrist. Her flesh felt cold and wet and trembling beneath his grasp, and he drew her to him, shifting his weight as she settled into the V of his spread thighs. “We can't stay here,” he said. “When they don't find us in the baths, they'll start searching the surrounding area.”

He felt a shudder pass through her, and put both his arms around her thin frame to draw her closer to his chest and envelop her with his warmth. She let out a long sigh, her hands clutching the wet cloth of his torn tunic as she leaned into him, her face buried in his shoulder, her voice muffled as she said, “I suppose this means we take to the rooftops again?”

She said it lightly enough, but he heard the tight thread of fear in her voice, and he knew what she was thinking, knew she was remembering the brutal lashing of cold wind and driving rain, the treachery of steep, slippery slates, the dizzy, heart-stopping, body-smashing distances to pavements below.

He laid his cheek against the wet tangle of her hair, breathed in the scent of rain and woodsmoke and this woman, knew again a bitter sense of regret at the danger she now faced because of him. “Attica,” he said softly, his heart aching in his chest, “I swear before God, if there's a way to get you out of this safely, I will. I never should have—”

He felt her shift within the circle of his arms, her head falling back as she pressed the tips of her fingers against his mouth, silencing him. “I did this because I wanted to. Don't make me say why.”

The touch of her fingertips to his lips shocked them both into sudden, quivering awareness. In the darkness her profile was only a faint shadow, delicate and fine-boned and strong. He felt something catch deep inside him, something so sweet and rare as to be almost unbearable.

“You do realize,” he said, his lips moving against her fingers, “that there could be a dozen men-at-arms waiting for us on the other side of that door? That we could walk out of here and die?”

“I realize it.”

He felt the deep trembling going on inside her, felt her chest lift against his as she sucked in a quick breath.

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