The Ones Who Serve by Jennifer Kenny

Author:Jennifer Kenny [Kenny, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-15T22:00:00+00:00

“Wick?” Glais whispered her name, Evangeline holding her hand over her mouth as she barely believed what she had witnessed. Wick’s eyes focused on his, but there was no word of comfort from her lips. The smallest of smiles tugged on the side of her mouth, but before Glais could see the motion be fully formed, Wick went limp against his hold.

Instantly, Glais pulled for the only weapon he had. The curse was startled awake by his demand, the focus that Glais had on Wick, and the demand for information seemed to surprise the serpent before compliance. It snaked over her form, an invisible force that no one could see. The examination was over within a blink of an eye, and the curse was crammed back into the cage that Glais kept it in. There would be a price to pay for this unusual interaction but Glais would pay it. There was a person inside the body. Her eyes remained closed still without even a flicker of movement, but her breath was even, and she seemed without pain. Glais could hear her heartbeat in his own ears, the lingering tendrils of his curse carrying the sound to his ears like a seduction. He let out a slow breath as he deemed her stable and indeed one of the survivors.

“I’m going to get Wick to her room,” Glais said, taking the offered blanket that Thomas held out for her.

Evangeline nodded. “Do you want me to come with you?” She asked as she rose.

“No.” Glais did not mean for his words to sound harsh and when Evangeline shrunk back from him, he wanted to apologise. “You have work to do here. We were each given a charge. I will care for Wick, and you must tend to Sable. I will report back to you before bed.” Glais rose and carried Wick effortlessly, and Evangeline watched him walk away. His only concern seemed to be getting Wick to a safe place.

***

While he was still carrying her, Wick opened her eyes and was surprised to see it was Glais who was moving her through the castle. The smile which almost hit her lips was stopped before her face could change from its solemn expression. Her lips felt dry, and her throat was sore for reasons she was not entirely clear of but did not ask for those particulars now. If Glais was carrying her, then much had come to pass.

“The last time you held me like this, you thought I was dead,” she whispered her words, feeling the slight stumble in his steps as Glais realised at the sound of her broken voice that Wick was awake in his arms. It seemed that nothing had changed in Wick. Her skin remained tight to her skin, her face just slightly too large for her slender frame. She had her hands crossed over her front, the blanket covering her nudity and the absurd extremes that her frame now held due to Glais and the family curse.

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