Destruction (Asylum for the Mechanically Insane Book 2) by Sahara Kelly

Author:Sahara Kelly [Kelly, Sahara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SK Private Label Publications
Published: 2014-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

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Portia, in her guise as maidservant, had no idea of the lustful dreams or wishes being experienced in the grand salons and corridors of Harbury Hall proper. And to be fair, she probably wouldn’t have given a groat’s worth of time wondering about them even if she’d known, since she had her own pot to stir.

She was learning that to be a maid was the next best thing to invisibility, because her appearance anywhere with a bucket or a mop, or even simply a feather duster, occasioned no comment whatsoever. It was as if she wasn’t there.

Thus she had spent several happy hours going back and forth from a small storage room on the second level. Little more than an oversized cupboard, it had been neglected for what could have been centuries, judging by the amount of dust Portia found layered on everything in there.

After half an hour sneezing her way through the worst of it, she’d managed to unearth several packages of very old papers, although what they were exactly, she had yet to determine.

She’d diligently ferried them to her little room, tucked neatly in a bucket or two, and covered by an assortment of cloths. Indeed, the space was quite neat when she was done, so she felt justified in “borrowing” some of the contents to peruse at her leisure.

Fortunately, she now had her room to herself. Originally she’d shared with another maid, but the lure of work in the main house had proved too exciting and no one had appeared to replace her. Which was perfect for Portia, who used the second bed as a sort of desk and repository for whatever she’d scrounged from various places.

She was no scientist, of course, but her fascination with the various kinds of experiments her father had shared with her had never abated.

And there was her very own secret weapon which she wore everywhere. Thankful her uniform had long sleeves—even though they were warm in the summer—she was never without her Jallai, a delicate network of copper and brass that would have been called a bracer in medieval times.

Lightweight and a snug fit, she’d learned how to flex her arm muscle in such a way as to produce a beam of energy from the device. It had saved lives in a time of catastrophe and she knew it would do so again if need be. It used her energy as a source. How, she had no idea, but wearing it gave her both confidence and courage.

As she washed the worst of the day’s dirt off her arms and face that evening, she reflected that she’d probably need to be exceedingly confident and very brave to accomplish her stated goals. Either that or damnably stupid.

Sometimes, Portia knew, it was hard to distinguish between them.

But for now, she had some late reading to do. She turned down the wick on the lamp to conserve the oil, wrapped herself in her nightrobe and began a journey backward in time.

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