The Rogue Prince (Sky Full of Stars, Book 1) by Lindsay Buroker

Author:Lindsay Buroker
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: General Fiction
Published: 2017-04-16T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Erick was the one to break the silence. While Jelena was still trying to figure out what to say to the stone-faced man looking down at them, the man who seemed nothing like the boy she’d ridden horses with years earlier, Erick lowered his staff and spoke.

“Nice sword, buddy. You make that out of Zizblocks?”

Jelena had dismissed a joke as an opening, as it seemed wholly inappropriate given the corpses nearby, but Thor grunted and jumped lightly to the ground. He pulled out a dusty kerchief, wiped the blood and ash off the sword, then flicked his wrist. The blade retracted into the hilt, as if it were some telescoping camera stand rather than a weapon. He attached it to his belt with some magnetic clasp. A blazer pistol and a multitool were attached similarly on his opposite hip.

“Finely honed cobalt ahridium actually,” Thor said, his voice deeper than Jelena remembered. Cooler, too, almost disdainful. “With a few teylenese enhancements.”

Teylenese? Jelena thought she remembered Stanislav using the word in regard to the Starseer tool-making techniques he’d been instructing Erick in, but she didn’t know what it meant.

“Yeah, I can sense that,” Erick said. “Stanislav makes a lot of tools, but it’s definitely not his signature on it. Who made it?”

“I did.”

Thor looked around the woods, where the fires had dwindled but continued to burn, then gazed off to the west. Wondering if someone else was coming, Jelena sent her own senses in that direction. The animals had fled from the woods as soon as the fire began, so there was little life nearby, but she could detect people in what she assumed was the senator’s ranch home. A cluster of them stood together in an outbuilding—maybe a barn or a hangar?—but it was about three miles away, and she didn’t sense any of them coming yet.

“Snazzy.” Erick looked at Jelena, as if to say that he’d had as much of a conversation with Thor as he could manage, and it was her turn now.

Thor also looked at her, and Jelena made herself look back, though she didn’t know what to say. She felt uneasier in his presence than she had expected she would, even knowing about the assassinations.

He pulled his hood back, and she could finally see his face. It was lean to the point that his features were sharp, his cheekbones and jaw pronounced. His hair fell to that jaw, straight and the same length all the way around, closer to brown now than the sandy blond it had been in his youth. Fresh gashes at his temple and in his cheek had smeared blood on one side of his face, but he didn’t bring up the kerchief to wipe it or staunch the blood flow. Maybe that care was reserved for his sword.

His eyes, which Jelena remembered as blue, seemed more of a stormy gray tonight. They weren’t friendly or welcoming, and that sent an unexpected pang of disappointment through her. After coming all this way, she’d hoped for .

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