Malachite by Kirby Crow

Author:Kirby Crow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance, gay fiction, gay fantasy, gay
Publisher: Bonecamp
Published: 2016-04-18T16:00:00+00:00

MARION

Aequora, Vento Quattro

(Day 24)

Marion winced in pain as he pointed to the three very young boys who stood holding hands and shuffling their muddy feet. None of the boys spoke Malakhan, or if they did they pretended not to.

“See that they stay together,” Marion said to Yves. His arm ached where the flesh was stitched together. “Tell the Fat Fathers that they seem attached.”

“Do you think they're brothers?” Yves smiled encouragingly at the boys. A wave threw spray on the children they stepped away from the seawall, clinging to each other like a row of baby ducks.

Marion glanced at the pinched, blue-tinged faces. “Perhaps. It’s hard for me to tell with Solari.”

“Two of the older boys I sent with Piero were azure, too.”

“I've noticed,” Marion replied shortly. He didn't want to discuss it in front of the children, but Aequora had been bringing in a heavy percentage of Solari males. Perhaps they were at war with the Cwen again. “We'll sort it out later.”

Yves nodded. “Oh, Lody wants a word with you.” He deliberately retreated from the boys and motioned gently for them to follow. “Are you hungry? Come on, then. We're going to see the fathers at the Villa Merlo. The fathers are very fat, but we must never say so, yes?”

A smile from the tallest boy. So he does understand. Yves was clever with children.

“The Fat Fathers have food and dry clothes and big soft beds to sleep in, and you never have to go out on the sea again. Not unless you want to,” Yves said, taking the littlest one's hand.

Marion left Yves to his job. He found the dark twins with Val fifty feet down the seawall, almost beyond the light thrown by the torches. Lody was struggling with a skinny, pale-faced youth with a shaven head, obviously trying very hard to hold onto the boy without hurting him. Kell stood nearby, ready to grab the boy if he fled. Lody murmured to the gasping boy in low tones, trying to calm him.

“What's amiss?” Marion asked.

Val lifted his shoulders in a shrug while picking his teeth with a reed. The mottled burns that marred his features on one side from cheek to chin were almost invisible in the flickering light. He looked much younger without them. “He's moon-brained, kept babbling about dogs in heat and asking us to bury him in dirt or something. Lody grabbed him before he threw himself over the wall.”

It would not be the first time the Cwen offered deranged males to Aequora. Even before the Peace, it was stipulated that only healthy men were to be sent. In typical Cwen fashion, the violent criminals and dangerous lunatics emptied from their jails were very healthy indeed.

Marion assessed the boy quickly: he was a head shorter than Lody, scrawny and underfed, but he was no child. “Take him down.”

Lody hesitated, his arms locked around the boy's chest. “You sure?” At Marion’s nod, Lody stiffened his legs, turned one knee, and threw the boy to the ground.

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