The Ice Diamond Cuff (Custodian Novel #4) by Alison Pensy

Author:Alison Pensy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: magic, dragons, fairies, fae, faeries, guardian, valkyries, lightbender, custodian

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Faedra came to an abrupt halt, tugging Faen to a stop, which prompted Etyran and Jocelyn to follow suit, lest they bump into the back of them.

"What is it?" Faen asked.

Faedra shuddered, the anger and hatred she sensed lashed at her like an icy wind.

"Fae, whassup?" Etyran said.

Jocelyn's gaze darted about them as she folded her fingers around the hilt of her sword.

Faedra's eyes narrowed and her expression grew steely. "Zaven," she spat taking a determined stride forward.

They rounded one of the medieval style tents that had been erected in neat rows outside the castle walls. Most everyone had already made their way towards the huge marquees that had been set up to feed the tournament participants. The area was deserted apart from two people. The group of four jerked to a stop.

"You know nothing," Zaven hissed, pulling himself up taller so that he could glower over Derian who was holding a pointed finger at the Ambassador.

Faedra heard the sound of rushing water. Her eyes widened as she watched a pedestal of liquid form itself under Derian's feet raising him off the ground until he was the same height as his aggressor. Zaven straightened as Derian rose until the two men were eye-to-eye, nose-to-nose.

"I know enough," Derian warned, still pointing his finger.

Zaven looked down at Derian's finger with a derisive snarl. "Touch me with that thing and I'll freeze you where you stand, then shatter you into a million pieces. Treaty or no treaty."

Faedra stepped forward. "What's going on here?"

The two men turned. The flicker of surprise in their eyes was staunched immediately, but Faedra could feel it in their emotions. She had just caught them in the middle of something neither wanted to be forthcoming on, that was for sure.

The pedestal Derian was standing on melted into the grass as he lowered himself to the ground. Both men turned to face the group and plastered false smiles on their faces.

"Nothing to concern yourself with, Your Highness," Zaven said. "My friend, Derian and I were just having a playful discussion on who we thought would win the tournament."

"Didn't look very playful to me," Faedra said, folding her arms across her chest. Didn't they realize who she was? That she could tell they were lying to her? Even without her spidey senses, it was obvious they weren't telling the truth. Did they really take her for stupid?

"Well, you know how it is," Zaven continued. "We males get a little competitive when it comes to our sports."

Faedra looked over to Derian, hoping he would be a little more forthcoming. Out of the two, she considered him a lot more trustworthy than the Ambassador. "Derian?"

"It is as Zaven tells it, My Lady. We do get a little competitive with our sports."

Faedra turned a considering look on both men, one at a time.

"If there's nothing more, Your Highness," Zaven said, breaking the uneasy silence, "we would like to partake of some lunch before the afternoon competitions begin."

Faedra cast the men a subtle nod.

Throwing each other a poignant glare, the two men turned and stalked off in opposite directions.

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