Trickster's Guard (Three Tricksters Book 2) by Carrie Whitethorne

Author:Carrie Whitethorne [Whitethorne, Carrie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-12T05:00:00+00:00

12

Silas

We hadn’t seen it in years. It was filthy, the silver tarnished and black, but it was certainly ours. I’d recognise those engravings anywhere. All the lamps I’d seen had decorative patterns, and this was no exception. To anyone else it looked like a series of hieroglyphs and decorative swirls, but we knew it was symbolic of our original lives. We were imprisoned inside an oil lamp for a reason. It was a statement. We could only be of use when summoned, just as the oil in a lamp was only of use once lit. Like the oil, we were to lie dormant and useless, locked inside for all eternity.

I could have used my magic to restore it, to remove the grime and dirt, but doing it by hand gave me a distraction from Rhett’s foul mood and Maia’s sulking. I thought he was being a little harsh given she’d retrieved the lamp and paid for it, but it was none of my business. Whatever our current arrangement, she had spoken ill of the old woman and Rhett had called her out on it. I wasn’t angry with her, but it was unbecoming, and Rhett was exceptionally fond of Mrs Barnes. He’d made a point of taking care of her before we’d left, as he always did. I didn’t know what he’d said to Maia, but it was enough to send her to the bathroom feeling sorry for herself. She hadn’t eaten since lunch, which was never good for her, and after the day she’d had she probably shouldn’t have been left alone, but I really didn’t want to confront Rhett. They may have looked to me for leadership, but I was not his keeper and I didn’t want to enter into a disagreement.

Amos was hovering between interest in the lamp and the need to go to Maia, so he’d sat himself at the dining table. Rhett had stood staring out the window for the last hour. None of us spoke in that time, but I was done waiting and the lamp was restored to glinting perfection. “I’m going to check on her.”

“Let her stew.”

I placed the lamp on the coffee table and the cloths I’d used vanished. “You don’t really want to leave her upset like that, do you? What the fuck did you say to her?”

“I shared some truths.”

Amos leaned forward. “What did you say?”

“I pointed out that as far as humans go, Mrs Barnes is the better of them and she should have shown some respect. I expect better of a goddess.”

I joined Amos at the table as he gave his two pence worth. “But she isn’t a goddess, Rhett, she’s human and behaves as one. I thought that was understood?”

I had to agree. “Why? Why would you upset her so?”

When he turned to face us, he still looked furious. “She spoke ill of the old woman.”

“You went out of your way to upset her.”

He glared at me. “And you do not? She needed the lesson.”

The crying had stopped but there was no sound from the bathroom to suggest she was getting out of the bath.

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