The Confectioner's Guild by Claire Luana

The Confectioner's Guild by Claire Luana

Author:Claire Luana [Luana, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Published: 2018-09-14T23:00:00+00:00


Wren sat with a thunk on one of the massive steps of her Guildhall, gasping for breath. Angry tears flowed freely as the enormity of Lucas’s sacrifice washed over her. He had no guarantee that they would ever find the killer. Or that she wasn’t, in fact, the killer! He had known her for all of five minutes when he had vouched for her. How could he do something like that? Put himself in harm’s way—for her?

She couldn’t get over what he had done for her; her thoughts circled back to it time and time again. What kind of man did a thing like that? Her heart twisted painfully at the thought of his graphite eyes and rosemary scent and lean saunter.

How much time she’d wasted, playing with Olivia, stirring caramel, dancing and eating and sleeping. Chances she had squandered, playing at this thing like it was a game, unwilling to face the reality of her situation. She had distracted herself, enjoyed the perks of this new life, because the truth waiting for her at the end of these few blessed weeks of freedom had been too horrible to confront. Torture and death. A sacrifice for someone’s political gain, a discarded piece in a game she didn’t understand. At her core, she had never believed she would prove Callidus’s guilt. Who was she to go against the Head of the Guild? A man who would kill his own mentor to gain power and take his position for his own?

Wren wiped her tears with the heel of her hand, taking a deep shuddering breath. She didn’t have the luxury of time or apathy anymore. It wasn’t only her life at stake, but Lucas’s. It was time to act.

But what could she do? What next?

She looked across the dark street to the bright entrance to the Tradehouse. Music and laughter floated on the air, signs that the party was still in full swing.

She turned behind her to the dim light of the Guildhall. The building was practically empty right now. Callidus was gone, distracted at the gala. It would be a perfect time to sneak into his chambers and find a sample of his handwriting to match with the letter. And anything else she might find. That ebony notebook.

Wren stood, spirits buoyed now that she had a plan in hand. They had ten days left. Perhaps they could pull this one out of the fire yet.

Wren hiked up her dress and flew up the stairs of the Guild, pulling the door open. The normal guards were gone. As she entered the antechamber, she realized that she wasn’t certain where Callidus’s chambers were. She thought back to Olivia’s tour that first day and recalled that the guildmaster’s chambers were on the third floor, with his office. If Callidus was in such a hurry to move into the guildmaster’s office, he’d probably moved chambers as well.

Wren flew up the two flights of stairs, the long skirt of her dress clutched in her hands. She turned left and strode to the doorway, swiftly pulling two of the pins out of her hair.



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