Court of Shadows (Blade and Rose #3) by Honfleur Miranda

Author:Honfleur, Miranda
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780999485446
Published: 2018-02-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 29

Olivia crept down the dark hallway. She’d last seen Brennan entering it, so he had to be here somewhere.

Great Divine, Jon was about to get himself killed. What was he thinking, sending her away, of all people? The only one who could actually save his life if he had an episode?

She exhaled sharply. He wasn’t thinking.

The sooner she found Brennan, the sooner he could stop all of this.

A Divine Guard stood near the garderobe, his back to her.

She hit him with a sleep spell, and he collapsed.

No longer a member of the Divinity, she didn’t care what the Grand Divinus would have to say about that. After all, the Grand Divinus had let a slaver walk into her court and challenge an escaped slave to a duel. Any respect she may have once commanded was forfeit.

Where had Brennan gone? Surely it hadn’t been to the garderobe, or he’d have already returned.

She continued past it, scanning the hallway for anything of interest. Few doors, all closed, and a wall panel—slightly uneven?

With her fingertips, she pried it open. A secret passage.

She’d seen them before—in Trèstellan Palace. Go, and then flee, mon rêve. Live, James had once said to her, his last words before he’d disappeared behind a panel just like this.

So Magehold had them, too.

If Brennan was missing, this was where he had gone. She slipped inside, shutting the panel behind her, and whispered the incantation to a candlelight spell.

On the floor, large bootprints headed to the right. Fresh ones. He had to have gone that way. She followed them, rushing down the path they took, through tight, dark corridors with peepholes into castle rooms.

Finally, the tracks… stopped?

She shined the candlelight spell in every corner, and there, bundled in an alcove were… clothes. An overcoat, shirt, trousers—Brennan’s clothes. Why would he take off his clothes in a secret passage?

Her heart skipped a beat. An affair? He was meeting a lover here while Rielle had been fighting for her life in the trial?

That bastard.

She threw down his clothes into the dust and, clenching her fists, followed the passage around the corner at a run. If he’d been going right, then perhaps the rendezvous for his tryst was nearby in that direction.

Tryst or no tryst, it was still his duty to intercede in any duel for Rielle’s sake. At least ones involving swords.

Hold on a little longer, Jon. Divine willing, nothing would aggravate his heart condition, and she could arrive in time with Brennan.

And then after the duel, show Brennan what happened to men who betrayed her best friend.

The corridors widened as she rushed through them, and the lighting brightened, so she dispelled her candlelight spell. Floors shone instead of being caked with dust, and there were even little open chambers tucked among the passages, sitting rooms. Divine help her, if she walked in on Brennan with some harlot—

A metallic stench dominated the air. Blood. Strong and thick as smoke.

She slowed, squinting at the dark stain ahead of her. Crimson, shining in the torchlight, pooling in the corridor from an adjacent chamber.

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