The House of Grey- Volume 5 by Earl Collin

Author:Earl, Collin [Earl, Collin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: SilverStone Books
Published: 2012-09-24T00:00:00+00:00

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Somewhere in the background, Casey’s song ended and movement announced the start of another song. Monson guided Cyann back to the table he and the others had claimed at the beginning of the dance. Fortunately, none of the others were anywhere to be seen. The last thing he needed right now was ribbing from Casey and Artorius.

Monson reached into his pocket and pulled out his green handkerchief. The cloth jumped out with a jerk, but it was not the only thing. The still-broken chain with his grandfather’s stone slapped to the floor with a small ping. Cyann picked it up and held it out to him.

“You know, I’ve always wondered about this little stone of yours. Where did you get it?”

Monson was relieved to realize that she was back to her normal self. The time on the dance floor had granted them some sort of moment; a moment that Monson was not prepared to think about right now.

“Molly gave it to me,” said Monson. “It was my grandfather’s.”

Cyann’s focus flickered back and forth from Monson to the stone. She held it up to the dim light. “It’s beautiful. Where did your grandfather get it?”

Monson shrugged. “I’m not sure. Molly just gave it to me when I came here. She never told me where it came from.”

This last statement seemed to stick to the tip of his tongue, the sensation of it moving up his nose and back up into his brain. The statement startled him because he could not believe that he had never given the stone’s origin any thought before now. How had that happened?

Cyann pointed to the stone and its chain. “Why were you keeping it in your pocket?”

He chuckled. “I’ve been meaning to get it fixed, just haven’t had a chance yet.”

She examined the chain then looked at him thoughtfully. “Fixed? Why would you do that?”

In one smooth motion, Cyann draped the chain holding the silver stone around her neck. Her hands fiddled briefly and then were back at her sides as the necklace dangled from her neck, the silver gray of the stone gleaming regally against the blue of her dress.

Monson smiled. “You fixed it?”

Cyann shook her head. “No, it wasn’t broken.”

He rubbed his face. “That’s impossible. I could have sworn I broke it.”

“Master Grey,” sounded a distinctly female voice.

Monson and Cyann turned just in time to see Grayson and Marie coming up to their table. Monson rounded on Grayson.

“Where have you been?”

“You’re awfully testy for someone in the company of such a fine woman.”

Grayson grasped thin air in an attempt to tip a nonexistent hat. “Ms. Harrison.”

“Hello…Grayson, was it?”

“Yes ma’am, and this here is my date, Marie Delastar.”

Marie curtsied politely. “Ms. Harrison. It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Cyann cocked her head, her curtain of shiny black hair rippling. She stared curiously at Marie as if she was not sure what to say.

Marie smiled a second time and rushed to Cyann’s side. Surprised, Cyann hardly had time to react before Marie was right next to her.

“Master

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