Lord of the White Hell Book Two by Hale Ginn

Lord of the White Hell Book Two by Hale Ginn

Author:Hale, Ginn [Hale, Ginn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blind Eye Books
Published: 2011-02-01T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Fourteen

A few hours later a knock at the door woke Kiram. Moonlight lit the room and the air felt cool. He rose, wrapped a fallen towel around his body, and cracked the door open. Gold lamplight flared in from the hall, illuminating the scowling face of his brother, Majdi.

“Are you waiting for a written invitation to dinner? Maybe something inscribed on a golden tablet and inlaid with pearls?”

“Could you lower your voice? Javier’s sleeping. He’s had an exhausting day. We both did.”

“I’ve heard. A nasty run in between your lovers at the Civic Gymnasium.” His eyes flickered to Kiram’s bed and Javier’s naked body. “Speaking of your lover…It looks like you two have certainly kept busy.”

“It’s not my fault if you’re jealous.” Kiram refused to admit embarrassment, though his face felt warm. “So I’m going back to bed now.”

“I imagine you’d like to.” Majdi caught the door before Kiram could close it. “But what do you want me to tell our dear mum? You and Lord Tornesal have fucked yourselves into a stupor and can’t come down? That might just give your game away, don’t you think?”

Kiram conceded that Majdi had a point. “Tell her that we ate meringues at Mother Bahoush’s sweet shop and now both of us feel ill.”

Majdi raised his brows. “Slanderous, but clever. I’ll tell her, but you can’t keep this up and expect no one to notice. Word is going to get around.”

“I know.”

Majdi smacked his hand lightly against the top of Kiram’s head in a gesture that seemed as much a pat as a slap.

“You know, but you don’t seem to understand,” Majdi said seriously. “You must be careful. People are already talking about the tussle at the gymnasium and if word goes far enough it will get outside the Haldiim district.”

“Javier and I didn’t do anything at the gymnasium.” Kiram stole a quick glance back to make sure Javier still slept. “Musni made an ass of himself and Javier misunderstood and thought he was assaulting me. Nothing came of it.”

“Nothing but Musni drunk out of his senses and shouting that you suck Cadeleonian cock,” Majdi responded.

Anger and hurt flared through Kiram at the thought of how easily Musni turned to maligning him.

“He was drunk. I don’t think anyone will take Musni seriously. The Civic Guards certainly didn’t.”

Majdi seemed to consider this, then released a slow breath.

“I’m going back to bed,” Kiram said.

“All right. Go to bed.” Majdi shook his head. “I can’t believe that you’ve turned out so stubborn. You used to be so cute and obliging.”

“You used to be charming and indulgent,” Kiram countered.

“And see where that’s gotten me.” Majdi headed for the stairs. “Sleep well and dream sweet dreams.”

“Thank you,” Kiram whispered after him.

He locked the door and returned to Javier’s side in the bed. He tried to sleep well, as Majdi had wished, but most of the night Javier tossed and turned so violently that Kiram kept waking. He whispered calming words, though Javier never fully woke.

“It’s all right. It’s just a dream.



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