Wine and Gods: A Paranormal Demigod Romance (Caught Between Worlds Book 2) by Candice Bundy

Author:Candice Bundy [Bundy, Candice]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Lusios Publishing
Published: 2023-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 28

ORIAS

Orias and Kobol sat at a table in Blood and Stone, Orias drinking a sour ale while Kobol stuck to his whiskey, neat. For a Sheol establishment, the range of options were varied. Orias had once sampled an ethereal flight of fermented tree saps which had sent his visions into a nonstop hallucinogenic-fueled journey for four nights straight. Now, he stuck to the well-known daemon beer. He had more than enough visions without deliberately kick-starting the process.

The sound of the fighting pits carried as a pair of lizard-skinned siblings fought out their bicker of the day. The assembled crowd goaded them on, filling the establishment with a din of cheers and growls. The air was thick with a mixture of incense, sweat, and smoke from the candles. Or was it drugs?

It was a perfect location for private conversation away from the cabal den. And from Belial, who would never have stepped foot in this place, which he would deem too sordid for the likes of his princely rank.

“What do you think of Nadir’s concerns over the sancre?” Kobol asked, downing his whiskey all at once.

Orias sank back into a golden plush pillow, pressing it against the blackened stone which served as a rough-hewn bench. The gold triggered his memory of those Aurelian-irised eyes from his visions. He stretched his shoulders, trying to shake off the reflexive tension which built every time he thought of those eyes.

“I feel her concerns are warranted, but it’s difficult to judge the full scope of the issue.” Orias sipped at his ale, noticing casually how his ever-present shadows moved just over the surface of his skin. One wisp wrapped itself around his mug, as if sampling the contents before swirling back into the others moving around his hand.

“Belial should have told us of their capabilities before sending us out blind,” Kobol slammed his now empty glass down upon the tabletop, the wood echoing the impact.

The bar owner, a fire-breathing daemon known as Brekesh, raised an eyebrow their way, amber eyes flaring. Orias smiled and tapped the table, asking for a refill. Brekesh nodded and poured another round, but his eyes continued to simmer.

“Belial rarely informs us beforehand of his motives or plans. Wishing for him to change is a fruitless quest,” Orias said.

A slender waiter wearing a transparent, gauzy dress silently drifted over to them and delivered their drinks, sauntering away without uttering a word.

“I’m free to want what I want,” Kobol growled. “However pointless I have learned it to be in the mere forty years I’ve served the prince.”

Orias barked out a laugh. “That you are. Yet a more productive inquiry might be to determine how accurate Nadir’s concerns are.”

“You mean figure out how deep the rabbit hole of familial kills goes? What do you propose, lining up ten generations of a cabal and seeing how many of them die in succession?” Kobol’s brows knit as he drew a metaphorical diagram of stick figures on the table in whiskey, and then tapped each one in quick succession.

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