Widows of the Sun-Moon by Barbara Ann Wright

Author:Barbara Ann Wright [Wright, Barbara Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781626397781
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2016-12-21T05:00:00+00:00

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Cordelia headed straight for the palace, and this time, she and Nettle didn’t try for stealth. They ran hard, trying to create confusion by starting fights with people that had spilled into the streets from bars or houses, leaving a clear trail, but Cordelia had no doubt their pursuers could follow them anyway. It was about how difficult they could make the journey.

And by the sounds behind them, their tattooed pursuers were giving a good chase. In spite of everything that had happened, Cordelia couldn’t help admiring them a bit. Maybe it had been too long since she’d fought someone who came close to her level of skill in combat.

By the time Cordelia and Nettle neared the palace, the sky showed a hint of gray. To Cordelia’s surprise, the large structure had only a half wall, more of a suggestion of a wall than a real one, but maybe no one dared steal from the gods, especially not since they could turn brains into pudding. No one stirred inside the quiet first floor, the space large and open, dotted with columns and little gardens. They headed upward. When Cordelia’s nose told her they were near the kitchen or larder, she opened a door and peered inside, seeking somewhere to hide before anyone stirred.

Seeing only barrels and boxes by the light of a lantern in the hall, she crept inside, gesturing Nettle with her. “A storeroom. We can hide.”

Nettle lifted the lid from a barrel, and the smell of brine filled the room.

“Something that’s been pickled.” Cordelia reached past her, took a rubbery plant from the barrel and nibbled at it. “Sour but edible.”

She heard Nettle sniff and then a delicate crunch. “Ahya. Just.”

Cordelia felt for another barrel and shifted it in front of the door before they settled at the back of the room.

“How will we find shawness Horace in this great mess?” Nettle asked.

Cordelia leaned against her. “He’ll be wherever the Sun-Moon is. Higher up.”

“We wait for darkness again?”

“Might as well get some sleep if we can.”

Nettle’s fingers trailed up her thigh. “Sleep only?”

In the dark, Cordelia grinned. “You told me to keep my mind on the mission.”

“Ahya, but tonight we risk death. Why regret at the same time?”

Cordelia couldn’t argue with that.

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