The Rook (The Twisted Kingdoms Book 2) by Frost Kay

Author:Frost Kay [Kay, Frost]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Renegade Publishing
Published: 2020-08-25T00:00:00+00:00

SIXTEEN

Tempest

“…Tempest. Tempest? Tempest!”

She shook herself and turned from her breakfast, her gaze blurry. Stars, she ached, and her head was killing her. To say she’d slept poorly the night before would be an understatement. Tempest blinked repeatedly and was greeted by Briggs’s worried face. “I’m fine,” she mumbled.

He crossed his arms and lifted one brow. “You look like death.”

“Thanks,” she mumbled, pushing her eggs around on her plate. Even drugged up, she could feel the stares of those around her.

“No training today, okay?” Briggs murmured, gently laying a huge hand on her back. “I want to examine your wounds.”

Tempest nodded. She didn’t care what he did as long as he let her go back to bed.

“You need to rest until those wounds heal. Do you understand me?”

She nodded again, feeling queasy.

“Don’t just nod like a bird; use your words, lass. Don’t forget that I know you. You push yourself too hard.”

For once, she agreed with him. Tempest pushed her plate away, her silverware clattering against the clay plate. “I swear I shall not train today.” She smiled warmly and bumped Briggs’s shoulder with her own. “I need a walk, and then it’s back to bed for me.”

He raised an incredulous eyebrow, then pointed at Tempest’s bandaged ankle. “How far are you going on that leg, do you think?”

Pesky bear.

“As far as I can manage,” she insisted. “And besides, the mimkia is doing its job. Another day, and my ankle will be good as new.” Or so she hoped. Being cooped up in her room sounded a miserable option. Her gaze swept the room, noting the glances and blatant stares being thrown her way. When would it stop? Were they staring like normal, or was it because they knew what had happened the night before? She dropped her chin and stared at the table, tracing her finger along the woodgrain. Did they know she ran from a fight?

“I need to get out of here,” she said, pushing to her feet. Even standing and with Briggs sitting, they were eye to eye. He gave her a worried look, which she ignored. She’d be fine. “Feel free to visit me when you have time.” Tempest kissed his dusky cheek and then hobbled toward the door. It wasn’t until she’d made it down the hallway, that she realized what she’d done. Briggs wasn’t family and yet she’d treated him like one of her uncles. It just came naturally.

This place is messing with your head. You’re letting your guard down.

Tempest growled and soldiered on, determined to take a walk through the draughty hallways. Hallways that were still dark. The mountain palace seemed to be a place of eternal night. With no windows nearby to let in light, it was always dark. At first, it had disoriented her, but she’d grown used to it.

She paused her mindless wandering and huffed out a weak laugh when she realized she had accidentally made her way to the training hall. Even broken and battered, she couldn’t keep away. Tempest leaned against the wall and eyed the door.

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