The Water Thief by Jane Kindred

Author:Jane Kindred [Kindred, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: glbt;lgbt;gay;m/m;male/male;cross dressing;stolen identity
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2016-03-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

If I was mortified, Macsen was nearly catatonic.

“Just what the hell do you think you’re doing?” Emrys stood in the doorway, fists clenching and unclenching convulsively. His eyes were on Macsen.

I clutched the blanket to my chin. “It’s not his fault. I—”

“I’m not asking you, you little harlot.” Emrys spat the words at me. “Either you’re an incestuous whore, or Sebastian has given you the impression he isn’t your brother. Either way, you’re a whore.” He turned his furious gaze on Macsen once more. “And either way, I’m going to have you strung up and whipped while your whore watches. If you think I’m going to let you sully the name of the lord of Cantre’r Gwaelod and ruin everything I’ve worked for as your guardian, you’re a bigger fool than I thought. If I won’t tolerate my own mother meddling in the affairs of this cantref, I’m certainly not going to let you spoil it all.” He turned and slammed the door on us and I listened as his angry footsteps dissipated down the corridor.

“Macsen—”

“Get your clothes on,” he snapped, flinging the bedspread off us both. I shivered, sitting up and hugging my arms to my chest while Macsen buttoned up. “Dammit, Sebastian, move!”

A startled squeak escaped me as he grabbed me by my upper arms and swung me bodily from the bed. I backed up against the wardrobe, alarmed by his intensity.

“My corset needs new laces.”

“You don’t have time for corsets and crinolines. Where are your clothes? Your real clothes.” He moved me out of the way with the same forceful motion and flung the doors wide on the wardrobe, yanking feminine garments out and tossing them aside.

“I don’t keep them in there.” After crouching to drag out the little bag that held my masculine change of clothing from under the bed, I turned toward him. “Macsen, let’s just slow down and think for a moment. We don’t need to do anything rash.”

“Rash? For fuck’s sake, Sebastian! We’ve done something rash.” He grabbed the bag and tossed it on the bed, taking the clothes out and shoving them at me. “Put them on. We don’t have much time. He’s fetching his men.”

“His men?”

“Stop arguing! Get dressed!” His fury nearly matched his father’s, and it was enough to frighten me into obedience. Macsen opened the door and peered out while I dressed, turning back as I was fastening my braces.

“Macsen, he’s not really going to whip you—”

“Shut up and put your boots on.”

I cringed. This was not the same playful tone he’d used to tell me to shut up when I’d teased him while we lay together basking in the afterglow of our rash behavior. I shoved my feet into my boots, and Macsen grabbed my hand, heading for the door before I’d even laced them.

“Where are we going?”

“As far as we can.”

Starting down the stairs, we met Sven coming up, and he stopped and gaped at us. If things were as bad as Macsen thought, it wasn’t safe for Sven or Abigail here either.

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