Darkness Embraced by Pennington Winter

Author:Pennington, Winter [Pennington, Winter]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2011-09-05T22:57:50+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

A dancing light sprang to life in what seemed like an infinite darkness. The darkness did not scare me. An orange and white glow flickered, casting a halo of light that aroused my curiosity. The light wavered and spoke my name. Intrigued, I moved toward the light. The edges of the flame burned black.

The flame stretched and reshaped itself until the outline of a glowing orange fox took form.

Cuinn? I wondered.

Aye, it is I.

Cuinn moved and it was as if he had swal owed a bright orange sunset, but this sunset was dim enough that it did not hurt my eyes. The orange glow surrounding his aura il uminated the endless dark.

Ye must rise, Epiphany.

Rise? I asked.

Aye, he said, there isn’t much time. Ye need to wake!

Wake? I asked, wondering again what the little fox was up to.

Cuinn lowered his furred body to the ground and leapt at me. His paws hit my chest and I was fal ing, fal ing in that vast darkness, fal ing so fast that my stomach lurched.

I woke, bolting upright, clutching my stomach against the pain and dizziness.

I felt the soft sheets against my nude body. Renata’s chamber. The thought made me turn and look for her. She laid beside me, beautiful in her death.

“Cuinn,” I whispered his name aloud as the panic squeezed my chest like a vice. “Cuinn, what have you done?”

I felt the threat of sunlight hanging unseen over my head.

We need to wake your Queen.

Why, Cuinn? The sun is still up! Why did you wake me?

Stop!

I froze, clutching the sheet to my body in a trembling grip.

I will explain, but there is not time. Ye need to wake your Queen and ye can only do that with me in your hands. Get up; get the sword.

The thread of urgency in his voice made me scramble from the bed, but it was dark and though I could see shapes, I could not make out where Vasco had last left the sword.

A flash of silver and amber light burned and then dimmed. I went to the armoire and found that the soft glow was that of the sword. The sword was glowing.

Why is it glowing? I hesitated in picking it up.

’Cause ye summoned it with your thoughts. Take it, Epiphany. We haven’t much time. Again, his soft voice was fil ed with urgency and something close to panic. Somehow, Cuinn panicking didn’t seem to bode wel . I let go of my questions and grasped the sword.

How do I wake her, and promise me, Cuinn, give me your oath that you have a very good reason for this.

Ye have my most solemn oath that I’ve a very good reason. You’ve only to prick yourself with the sword and offer your blood to your Queen.

I pressed the tip of my index finger against the sharpened point and hissed as it broke the skin more quickly and easily than I had expected. A tiny drop of blood wel ed and I squeezed, forcing more of the red richness from the nick.

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