Salvation (League of Vampires Book 6) by Brewer Rye

Author:Brewer, Rye [Brewer, Rye]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2017-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

22

Elewyn

It was finally happening. What I had put in motion was all coming to pass. It was incredibly gratifying, the sense that I had won.

Those smug, rigid, nasty Senate members were nothing but a bad memory. They had paid for keeping my brother locked away for so long.

The series of rooms which the Senate had used to store scrolls, information on past and present prisoners, records of all the cottages on the island and so much more were dark and dusty, reeking of mildew and the passage of time. I’d only passed by their doors prior to the night I took power, and those doors had always been closed. The mystery of what must lie behind them was much more intriguing than what I found.

My first act was opening the windows to air the place out. A cold gust of damp air blew in, and I instantly understood why the windows had been closed. This brought to mind my second point of business: the unrelenting wind, rain and overall sense of gloom which had permeated every aspect of the island since before Elazar’s sentencing.

I had lived in the dark more than long enough. With a sweep of my arms, the clouds parted and revealed a blue sky. The sun shone down for the first time—and revealed the terrible condition of the cottages at the base of the mountain on which the castle sat.

I had a lot of work to do.

But it was nothing compared to the thrill of finally having what I wanted more than anything in the world. Power. I curled my hands into fists as I surveyed my domain. The entire island.

I would bring it back to its former beauty and the castle back to its former glory. My name would be renowned. Respected. Even feared. But I wouldn’t rule the way the Senate had. They were pitiful and always had been. Not to mention unfair.

As they had been to Elazar. Who was free. I had done that. I had freed him.

There was just one small fly in the ointment. One tiny setback. The only thing which could possibly taint my success. The look on Stark’s face. He’d seen me, hadn’t he? When I’d hit Samara with that spell. He’d seen it, somehow. He knew what I had done. I’d thought he was busy with Rorru at the time, but Fane had seen. Stark could’ve, too.

No. It was impossible. He would’ve said something to me if he’d seen it. Wouldn’t he? Pain stung my palms, and I looked down and realized my fists were clenched to the point where my nails dug in and drew blood.

A knock on the door startled me.

“I’m sorry. You seemed lost in thought. I didn’t mean to disturb you.” Stark raised his eyebrows, looking around without stepping into the room.

I nodded for him to enter.

“You couldn’t disturb me.” At least, not in the manner he meant.

“So. You did it.” He strolled through, looking without touching. Examining the stacks of books and papers and scrolls which looked as though they might crumble if unrolled.

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