Dagger Heart (The Odin Blood Series) by Porter Ronnell D

Author:Porter, Ronnell D. [Porter, Ronnell D.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-01-15T05:00:00+00:00

Finn held the front door open as Erica carried the bundle inside the house, carefully guarding like a fragile child. It seemed strange to guard something that would cause more harm to anyone else than they would do to it. He closed the door behind them and placed a gentle hand on her shoulder, guiding her to Kriger. He’d been respectful of her wishes, asking few questions as they rode back into the village. She was sure that was only because the questions lingering between them were the ones that they couldn’t quite bring themselves to acknowledge just yet. It felt superfluously selfish to talk about them when so much blackness had scarred Nornör.

“Wait here,” Finn said. He opened the door and she clutched the white fur to her chest. Her fingers could feel the adamantine length of the blade in the folds of the bundle. Having it near made her bitterly cold all over her body. Finn emerged and jerked his head inside the room; she stepped by and he closed the door.

The candlelight on the table cast Kriger’s chiseled face into dark black shadows. He barely acknowledged their presence. His face resembled that of the draug only without the foul rot and odious stench. Had she not heard his slow, rasping breaths she would almost believe that he was dead.

“There’s a sheep skin on the table; place the dagger there,” Kriger said.

He pushed himself up into a sitting position as Erica crossed the room and unfurled the bundle, letting the smooth black dagger fall onto the sheepskin cloth. She watched the renowned hero of Nornör as he struggled with one hand; in less than a day’s time he’d whittled from a stalwart soldier to a sickly frail shadow of a man. He swung his legs over the bed and wrapped his cotton robe around his frame.

All eyes peered uneasily at the bane of the village. Erica wondered how he could sit so closely to it without flinching – just handling it through layers of skin made her feel unnaturally bleak and barren, like there was a hole in her chest where her heart should be. The minute she was able to let go was the minute she began to feel like herself again.

Kriger rolled the dagger up and folded the ends underneath to completely hide it from sight.

“I’ve never seen a metal like this before,” Kriger said. “It is a scar; a relic that haunts us all.”

“What is so important about this thing?” Finn asked.

“It belonged to Morgan,” Erica said.

“She was burned before you were born,” Kriger said. “I remember the feeling I would get whenever she cast her eyes on me; I felt her again inside of this vestige of her destructive magic.”

“So what does this thing do?” Finn asked. “Was it responsible for what happened with the draug?”

“Indirectly,” Kriger said. He winced in pain and Erica looked down at the bandaged arm he held to his chest. It was permeated with dried spots of blood and puss.

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