Throne of Scars by Alaric Longward

Author:Alaric Longward [Longward, Alaric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BluA
Publisher: Hardhill Productions
Published: 2016-07-11T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 11

I sat up slowly and had no idea how much time had passed. My head ached, so did my chest and I wondered if the cause was the drink or the disease. I stared at it, and smelled rot. It looked like a hole now, and I was sure it had grown. The flesh was red raw and black. I sat up, trying to forget the wound and what it meant, and looked over to Eris instead. I held my head.

The wine. It had to be the wine. Magic? Spell? To make me less ...prudent? More eager. Gods but I had been eager.

I blushed and groaned softly, holding my face and hazarded another look her way.

The Queen seemed fast asleep. Her lips were slightly open, and she was breathing easily as a child without a care in the world. She didn’t look very dangerous, even if the snakes writhed around like waves on breezy day.

I felt the power of fire surging inside me. The magic was there, moving and slithering, and Cosia’s instructions had been specific. I sat there, trying to force myself to extend my hand towards her. I’d call the fire wall, the pulsing fiery power of Muspelheim, the simplest of war spells and it would surge through her mouth, burn her skull inside out, leaving only a blackened bit of bone. She’d die so fast.

Or, perhaps, since she was a mighty Queen of strange powers, she would have mysterious ways to save her, even in her sleep. There could be a spell of unseen defense, an artifact to make me sorry I ever tried to hurt her. She might easily have something lurking somewhere. And yet, Eris trusted I could not harm her. And elf or a svartalf would not do. I grinned madly, despairing. They expected me to kill her just like that. Eris, against all expectations, seemed much like Ittisana. She might be a survivor in the world of Stheno, but she was not an unstable, mad tyrant at all.

Did she have a magical guard?

It wasn’t apparent, no. Her naked body held nothing, not even a ring. My eyes travelled her body and ended up on her toes.

There, a tiny ring was gleaming softly.

Maybe she was guarded. Against physical attacks, perhaps she was. But not magical? I wasn’t sure.

But I should still try. I lifted my hand, and hesitated. For Shannon, I should. Even if I had told her I’d not kill an innocent. Surely Eris was nothing of the sort. No matter how sane she seemed, she must deserve it. She must have killed hundreds of … I pressed my hands on my face.

I was not a slayer.

And surely Cosia would let the jotuns kill me. Surely she would. She might not be able to help me, if she tried. My eyes gauged the doorway. No light shone through the cracks. Perhaps there were no cracks, and the creatures were still there.

I rubbed my gloved hands together.

Cosia, she had navigated me into an impossible position.

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