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The cheers were deafening.
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Well, okay, so maybe the cheers werent deafening, but they felt deafening to me, because I was cheering, too, and louder than most. The reality of the situation was that the sidhe-seers cheered, Mom and Dad hooted, Drustan whooped, Dageus and Cian grunted, Christopher looked worried, Christian turned and began to walk away in silence, Barrons scowled as did the rest of his men, and the Seelie glared.
Then the fighting broke out. Again.
I sighed gustily. They really needed to get with the program and learn to celebrate the good times a little longer before dwelling on the problems. Id been walking around under the sentence of a prophecy that I would doom or save the world and Id well, technically, I hadnt done either. I hadnt doomed it. But I couldnt see any way Id saved it. Unless Id saved it simply by not dooming it. But, still, I knew the importance of celebrating every now and then to alleviate the stress.
We cannot restore the walls without the Song, Vlane was saying.
Who says we need the walls back up? Barrons demanded. Youre roaches, were Raid. Well get rid of you eventually.
We. Are. Not. Insects, Velvet said tightly.
I was talking about the Unseelie. I figured you prancing fairy bastards would get off our world voluntarily after helping eradicate your skulking half.
I do not prance. Dreelia was insulted. You would do well to recall the delights found in our arms.
I glanced at Barrons disbelievingly. You had sex with her?
He rolled his eyes. It was a long time ago and only because she pretended to know something about the Book.
Lies, ancient one. You panted around behind me
Barrons has never panted around behind anyone, I said.
His dark gaze shimmered with amusement. Unexpected, but thanks for the defense.
Well, you havent. Not even me.
Debatable. Ryodan would disagree with you.
Sleep with another fairy and Ill turn into Vlanes personal Pri-ya.
His eyes were murderous, but he kept his tone light. Jealous much?
Whats mine is mine.
He went very still. Is that how you think of me?
Time seemed to stand still while we looked at each other. The arguing receded. The cavern emptied and it was just him and me. The moment stretched between us, pregnant with possibility. I hate moments like this. They always demand you lay something on the line.
He wanted an answer. And he wasnt moving until he got one. I could see it in his eyes.
I was terrified. What if I said yes and he came back with a mocking retort? What if I got dewy and emotional and he left me hanging all exposed? Worse yet, what was going to happen when he found out I hadntgotten the spell to free his son? Would he take down my sign, batten up my beloved store, steal off with his child in the dark of night, burning off like mist in the morning sun, and I would never see him again?
Id learned a thing or two.
Hope strengthens. Fear kills.
Bet your ass youre mine, bud, I shot at him. I was staking my claim and Id fight for itlie, cheat, and steal. So I hadnt gotten the spell. Yet. Tomorrow was another day. And if that was all hed wanted me for, he didnt deserve me.
Barrons tossed his head back and laughed, teeth flashing in his dark face.
Only once before had I ever heard him laugh like that: the night he caught me dancing to Bad Moon Rising, wearing the MacHalo, leaping small couches in a single bound, slaying pillows and slashing air. I caught my breath. Like Alinas laugh, which used to make my world brighter than the hot afternoon sun, it held joy.
The rest of the occupants faded back in. Theyd all gone silent and were staring at Barrons and me.
He stopped laughing instantly and cleared his throat. Then his eyes narrowed. What the fuck is he doing? We havent made a decision.
I was trying to tell you, Jack said. But you didnt hear a thing I said. You were looking at my daughter like
Get away from the Book, Vlane, Barrons growled. If anyones going to be looking at it, itll be Mac.
Macs not touching it, Rainey said instantly. That terrible thing should be destroyed.
Cant be, Mom. It doesnt work that way.
While everyone was fighting and Barrons and I were absorbed in a wordless conversation, Vlane had taken the bundled queen/concubine from my daddy and was now standing near the slab, looking down at the Sinsar Dubh.
Dont open it, Kat warned him. We need to talk. Make plans.
Shes right, Dageus said. Tis no a thing to be undertaken lightly, Vlane.
There are precautions that must be observed, Drustan added.
There has been enough talk, Vlane said. My duties to my race are clear. They always have been.
Barrons didnt waste any breath. He moved like the beast, too fast to see. One moment he was a few feet from me, the next he was
slamming up against a wall and bouncing off it, snarling.
Clear crystal walls erupted around Vlane. Lined with blue-black bars, they extended all the way up to the ceiling.
He didnt even turn. It was as if hed tuned us out. He placed the unconscious body of the queen on the ground next to the slab and reached for the Sinsar Dubh.
50
Well, okay, so maybe the cheers werent deafening, but they felt deafening to me, because I was cheering, too, and louder than most. The reality of the situation was that the sidhe-seers cheered, Mom and Dad hooted, Drustan whooped, Dageus and Cian grunted, Christopher looked worried, Christian turned and began to walk away in silence, Barrons scowled as did the rest of his men, and the Seelie glared.
Then the fighting broke out. Again.
I sighed gustily. They really needed to get with the program and learn to celebrate the good times a little longer before dwelling on the problems. Id been walking around under the sentence of a prophecy that I would doom or save the world and Id well, technically, I hadnt done either. I hadnt doomed it. But I couldnt see any way Id saved it. Unless Id saved it simply by not dooming it. But, still, I knew the importance of celebrating every now and then to alleviate the stress.
We cannot restore the walls without the Song, Vlane was saying.
Who says we need the walls back up? Barrons demanded. Youre roaches, were Raid. Well get rid of you eventually.
We. Are. Not. Insects, Velvet said tightly.
I was talking about the Unseelie. I figured you prancing fairy bastards would get off our world voluntarily after helping eradicate your skulking half.
I do not prance. Dreelia was insulted. You would do well to recall the delights found in our arms.
I glanced at Barrons disbelievingly. You had sex with her?
He rolled his eyes. It was a long time ago and only because she pretended to know something about the Book.
Lies, ancient one. You panted around behind me
Barrons has never panted around behind anyone, I said.
His dark gaze shimmered with amusement. Unexpected, but thanks for the defense.
Well, you havent. Not even me.
Debatable. Ryodan would disagree with you.
Sleep with another fairy and Ill turn into Vlanes personal Pri-ya.
His eyes were murderous, but he kept his tone light. Jealous much?
Whats mine is mine.
He went very still. Is that how you think of me?
Time seemed to stand still while we looked at each other. The arguing receded. The cavern emptied and it was just him and me. The moment stretched between us, pregnant with possibility. I hate moments like this. They always demand you lay something on the line.
He wanted an answer. And he wasnt moving until he got one. I could see it in his eyes.
I was terrified. What if I said yes and he came back with a mocking retort? What if I got dewy and emotional and he left me hanging all exposed? Worse yet, what was going to happen when he found out I hadntgotten the spell to free his son? Would he take down my sign, batten up my beloved store, steal off with his child in the dark of night, burning off like mist in the morning sun, and I would never see him again?
Id learned a thing or two.
Hope strengthens. Fear kills.
Bet your ass youre mine, bud, I shot at him. I was staking my claim and Id fight for itlie, cheat, and steal. So I hadnt gotten the spell. Yet. Tomorrow was another day. And if that was all hed wanted me for, he didnt deserve me.
Barrons tossed his head back and laughed, teeth flashing in his dark face.
Only once before had I ever heard him laugh like that: the night he caught me dancing to Bad Moon Rising, wearing the MacHalo, leaping small couches in a single bound, slaying pillows and slashing air. I caught my breath. Like Alinas laugh, which used to make my world brighter than the hot afternoon sun, it held joy.
The rest of the occupants faded back in. Theyd all gone silent and were staring at Barrons and me.
He stopped laughing instantly and cleared his throat. Then his eyes narrowed. What the fuck is he doing? We havent made a decision.
I was trying to tell you, Jack said. But you didnt hear a thing I said. You were looking at my daughter like
Get away from the Book, Vlane, Barrons growled. If anyones going to be looking at it, itll be Mac.
Macs not touching it, Rainey said instantly. That terrible thing should be destroyed.
Cant be, Mom. It doesnt work that way.
While everyone was fighting and Barrons and I were absorbed in a wordless conversation, Vlane had taken the bundled queen/concubine from my daddy and was now standing near the slab, looking down at the Sinsar Dubh.
Dont open it, Kat warned him. We need to talk. Make plans.
Shes right, Dageus said. Tis no a thing to be undertaken lightly, Vlane.
There are precautions that must be observed, Drustan added.
There has been enough talk, Vlane said. My duties to my race are clear. They always have been.
Barrons didnt waste any breath. He moved like the beast, too fast to see. One moment he was a few feet from me, the next he was
slamming up against a wall and bouncing off it, snarling.
Clear crystal walls erupted around Vlane. Lined with blue-black bars, they extended all the way up to the ceiling.
He didnt even turn. It was as if hed tuned us out. He placed the unconscious body of the queen on the ground next to the slab and reached for the Sinsar Dubh.
