Breach (Catalyst Moon #2) by Lauren L Garcia

Author:Lauren L Garcia [Lauren L. Garcia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lauren L Garcia
Published: 2022-02-08T00:00:00+00:00

SIXTEEN

Warmth from the mug of tea spread from Milo’s fingers all the way to his aching arms. The plate before him was empty but for a few crumbs of flat cakes and the shells from his boiled eggs. He was clean and had actually gotten enough sleep the night before. It was late morning. Since most of the other squads were either sparring or out on patrol, the common room was relatively quiet.

Milo sighed and sipped his tea. Beside him, Flint was polishing off her breakfast. “I know,” she said between bites. “I’m bored, too.”

“I should probably be glad of a chance to rest,” Milo replied. “All I’ve been doing this week is sparring and bastion patrols.”

Flint scraped up the last bit of honey with her remaining flat cake. “And mucking out stalls.”

Milo grimaced. “Thanks for the reminder.”

“I’m about to lose my mind,” she went on, pushing her plate away. “I wish my sodding leg would just be back to normal!”

“Beacon said it would take time. You’re already walking without a cane; you’ll be good as new before you know it.” Milo nudged her side. “Then you can join in the mucking.”

“Gladly, if it meant I could spar again.”

“We could play trillim,” Milo suggested.

His twin rolled her eyes. “Ugh, not again.”

“Why?” He grinned. “Afraid you’ll lose?”

In response, she stuck her tongue out at him. As Milo chuckled, the door to the common room opened and Stonewall stepped inside. Like the twins, he was fully armored; all sentinels had off-duty “soft clothes,” but most preferred to be kitted up rather than not. It felt right.

The sergeant came to their table, sweeping his gaze over their empty plates. “Is there any left?”

“There was when I got here,” Flint replied. “But Mi’s probably eaten it all by now.”

“Did not!”

Stonewall chuckled and continued on to the kitchens. He stepped inside, emerging a few moments later with a plate of flat cakes and a mug of tea. As he made his way back to the twins, he paused, uncertainty crossing his face until Milo waved him over. The sarge smiled and slipped to their table, taking a seat on the bench opposite them.

“How’s the leg?” he asked Flint as he began to eat.

“Stupid,” she said. “Taking forever to heal.”

“It’s only been a week,” he replied.

She sighed heavily. “I know. It should be all better by now. I’m about ready to see if one of the mages can do anything.”

“Even if you were nicer to them,” Milo said. “Their magic wouldn’t work on you.”

Stonewall looked thoughtful but Flint huffed. “I don’t care. I just want to walk without limping. I’d even drink mage blood, if it’d help.”

Milo pulled a face. “You wouldn’t really, would you?”

“Of course not,” she replied, wrinkling her nose. “I’m not that desperate. Besides, using mage blood for healing’s just some silly rumor spread by civilians.”

The sergeant cleared his throat, drawing their attention. “I’ve actually got some free time before I’m due back at the stables. I was thinking of taking a look around the city.

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