Dreadmarrow Thief (The Conjurer Fellstone Book 1) by Kaptanoglu Marjory

Author:Kaptanoglu, Marjory [Kaptanoglu, Marjory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-08T22:00:00+00:00

ASH

A year ago, Ash had sewn a nail into the waistband of his trousers. He knew that in his quest for revenge against Ratcher, he was likely to end up imprisoned someday. The nail was thin enough and small enough that it might not be noticed in an inspection of his belongings. He was right. His jailers had taken his belt and shoes, and must have searched him while he was unconscious, but they had not found the nail.

It took some time to pick away at the threads of his waistband. He should not have sewn it in so tightly, but he’d wanted to be sure it remained in place. Finally he opened enough of a hole to push the nail out. He went directly to work on the cuffs around his ankles.

A nail had seemed a wholly practical item to sew into his clothing. It could be used to pick a lock or to gouge out an eye. He would do that to Ratcher if he ran out of options; at least then he’d have the satisfaction of seeing her blinded before he died. And if for any reason they chose to let him molder in a cell for years instead of killing him, he could scratch the number of days that had passed on the wall, and slowly—ever so slowly—dig a passageway out. He knew how farfetched it was to imagine such an escape, yet any idea that gave him even the tiniest flicker of hope must be worthwhile.

After what must have been at least an hour of poking and scraping, his cuffs were still locked, and his respect for Tessa’s trade had grown by leaps and bounds. He swore under his breath. How could it be this difficult? He should’ve asked for instructions while they wandered about the forest. If she could learn locksmithing skills from her father, surely she could have passed them along. But he never asked, barely spoke to her at all, in fact. He was not afraid to face Ratcher in hand-to-hand combat, but had been petrified to raise his eyes to a young woman who made his heart beat faster.

She was unlike any girl he’d met before, as brave and clever as a man. Braver and cleverer than Ryland, come to think of it. He wished he could have met her under different circumstances… in a world where Lance was still alive. In a place of peace and harmony overseen by a just and kind-hearted ruler instead of a despot. A place where he could make an honest living as a scribe. Or better yet, he could learn to write poetry, although he could not imagine anyone ever paying for a volume of his poems. In this perfect world, Tessa could work as a locksmith if she wished, and perhaps even consent to be his wife.

Then again, if Fellstone hadn’t killed her father, there would have been nothing to come between Tessa and Ryland, and Ash would never have had a chance with her.

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