Thorn Queen (2) by Richelle Mead

Author:Richelle Mead [Mead, Richelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-12-14T21:48:04+00:00

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“You see? There’s a silver lining to everything. Now hurry up.” Volusian vanished. With him gone, Jasmine grew bolder. She hurried to the front of the cell, holding the bronze bars as best she could with her bound hands. “When are you going to let me go?”

I sat down against the hall’s wall, opposite her. I wondered if she’d try any of her stunted magic with me around. “When are you going to stop asking?”

“You’re a real bitch, you know that?”

“Look, little girl,” I growled. “You do not want to mess with me tonight. I’m not in a good mood.”

Jasmine was undeterred. “I can’t believe you’re keeping me in here with that…that thing!

That’s just cruel and sadistic.”

“Wow, sadistic’s kind of a big word. I didn’t think you’d stayed in school long enough to learn that kind of vocabulary.”

Her glower darkened. “When I get out, I’m going to kill you.”

“Then you and ‘that thing’ should get along beautifully, seeing as he spends all his time plotting my grisly death too.”

She nodded down to her bound hands. “I can barely feed myself, you know.”

“Barely isn’t the same as can’t.” But I did feel a little bad about that. Was I really going to keep her in cuffs forever? Yet, how could I not? Maybe I should investigate that potion Rurik had told me about. No…that wasn’t right either. I sighed, and spent the next half-hour listening to her alternate between insults and whining. It was better than thinking about Kiyo, though. All the while, I was sobering up, so when Volusian finally appeared and handed me over a full bottle of Jose Cuervo, I gave silent thanks that I’d purchased an extra-large bottle.

“Thanks,” I said, rising to my feet. I pointed to Jasmine’s cell. “Now—back to guard duty.”

I turned around without a second glance, Jasmine’s cries of outrage echoing behind me.

Shaya, who had waited silently the whole time, fell in step with me as I walked back upstairs.

“Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do for you?” I eyed the bottle. “See if you can find some little glasses about this big.” I held my fingers out to the size of a shot glass. “And bring enough for…I don’t know. You, Rurik…hell, anyone who wants to get drunk with me. Even Ysabel.” I was feeling magnanimous tonight. Or, well, at least in a misery-loves-company mood.

Shaya’s face looked more troubled than ever, but I paid it little concern as I walked outside to a small circular courtyard in the castle’s center. This seemed to be a fixture in most gentry holdings. Dorian had a couple. I’d been told that this one had been green in Aeson’s time, filled with lilies and lilacs. Now, it was sandy and gravelly, lined with cacti, mesquite, and even some of the thorn trees that had given the land its name. At least the mesquite scented the air, and I decided one perk of the Otherworld was that those trees always seemed to be in bloom.

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