Tempt the Devil (The Devil of Ponong series #3) by Jill Braden

Author:Jill Braden [Braden, Jill]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wayzgoose Press
Published: 2014-08-05T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14: A Dungeon Meeting

There weren’t any soldiers guarding the dungeon. Kyam feared they’d already executed QuiTai – although the way he felt, he could do it himself. She’d fooled him for the last time.

He grabbed a jellylantern from the hook on the wall and stomped down the stairs. Oh, the things he would say to her! Terrible words welled up on his tongue.

Maybe it was his imagination, but it seemed far darker in the dungeon than it had been earlier. There was only one jellylantern down there now.

“I assumed that when they locked you in a dungeon cell, you spent your time either being tortured or in isolation. That only goes to show how wrong I was. There’s a constant stream of visitors down here. Hello, Governor. Have you eaten today?” QuiTai asked.

He squinted until he saw her shadowy form. She was sitting against the far wall with her head tipped back. She rose and walked toward him. Her hair fell to her knees in twisting, fuzzy locks as if she were a child. Kyam knew how much she hated being seen like that. He was angry enough with her that it made him happy, although he wondered which soldier had been brave enough to force her to let it down.

“Oh, dear. A storm seems to have settled on your brow and you’re swelling with outrage. Could it be you have come here to scold me, Kyam?”

He flung the jacket at her face.

“That would have been much more effective if the cell bars weren’t in the way. Would you like to open my cell so you can try again?”

He hated it when she mocked him like that. He ground his fist into his palm. “I might lose control and leave fingerprints on your lovely throat like the Devil does.”

Her smirk faded. This must be what she looked like when she killed: absolutely calm, in control, and without a trace of humanity in her eyes. “I’d like to see you try, Governor Zul.”

“That’s a neat trick. Have you been practicing with the acoustics in here?”

“What trick?”

“The way you make it sound as if there’s something in the dark corners down here, and the way your voice slithers behind me and makes the hair at the back of my neck stand up.”

It wasn’t her voice that was giving him chills despite the heat. She looked like a vengeful surkraim spirit, half drowned and full of malignant fury. But he was the one with the right to be angry here, not her.

She pulled the jacket through the bars and examined the ripped seam at the shoulder as she walked to the back of her cell.

“Don’t you turn your back on me, QuiTai! Don’t you dare.” His chest rose and fell quickly as he glowered at her. He knew most of his anger was about humiliation, even though he’d duped himself. The shame was almost unbearable, so he lashed out at her as if it were her fault.

Her head turned, but not enough that she could look at him.

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