Shadowfever
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I continued scanning and gasped. Rowena had a touch of mental coercion? Kat had the gift of emotional telepathy? How the hell had Darroc figured these things out? According to him, Jo was in the now-secret Haven! Danis name was also on the page, heavily underlined and punctuated with a question mark. I wasnt on the list, which meant hed written it before hed become aware of me, last fall.
At the bottom of the page was a short bulleted list:
Sidhe-seerssense Fae.
Alinasenses Sinsar Dubh, Fae Hallows, and relics.
AbbeySinsar Dubh
Unseelie Kingsidhe-seers?
I blinked at it, trying to make sense of it. Was Darroc saying that it hadnt been the Seelie Queen, as Nana OReilly had claimed, whod delivered the Dark Book to the abbey so long ago? Had the Unseelie King himself brought it to us, because we could sense Fae, and Fae Hallows, and that made us the perfect guardians for it? Suddenly Barrons was behind me, looking over my shoulder. Makes you think about yourself a little differently, doesnt it?
Not really. I mean, who cares who brought it to the abbey? Point is, were the guardians.
Is that what you get from his notes, Ms. Lane? he purred.
I glanced up at him. What do you get from them? I said defensively. I didnt like his tone any more than I liked the amused glitter in his dark gaze.
Its said the king was horrified when he realized that his act of atonement had resulted in the birth of his most powerful abomination yet. He chased it from one world to the next, for eons, determined to destroy it. When he finally caught up with it, their battle lasted centuries and reduced dozens of worlds to ruins. But it was too late. The Sinsar Dubh had become fully sentient, a dark force of its own. When the king first created the Sinsar Dubh, he was greater, and the Book was lesser. It was a repository for the kings evil, but without drive and intent. Yet while it roamed, it evolved, until it became all the king was, and more. The creationabandoned by its creatorlearned to hate. The Sinsar Dubh began to pursue the king. He paused and gave me one of his wolf smiles. So what else might the dark king have created? Perhaps an entire caste that could track his greatest enemy, contain it, and keep it from destroying him? Are you going to tell me you never once considered that?
I stared. We were the good guys. Human to the core.
Sidhe-seers: watchdogs for the U.K., he mocked.
I was chilled by his words. It had been bad enough to discover I was adopted and the parents whod raised me werent my biological parents. Now what was he implying? That Id had no parents?
Thats the biggest pile of BS Ive ever heard. First Darroc had suggested I was a stone. Now Barrons was proposing that the sidhe-seers were a secret caste ofUnseelie.
If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck.
I am not a duck.
Why does it offend you so much? Power is power.
The Unseelie King didnt make me!
The idea frightens you. Fear is more than a wasted emotion. Its the penultimate set of blinders. If you cant face the truth of your reality, you cant be a part of it, cant control it. You may as well throw in the towel and yield to the whims of anyone with a stronger will. Do you like being helpless? Is that what you get off on? Is that why the moment I was gone you turned to the bastard that had you raped?
So, what are you and your men? I countered coldly. Another of the Unseelie Kings secret castes? Is that what you are, Barrons? Is that why you know so much about them?
None of your fucking business.
He turned away and resumed his search.
I was trembling, and there was a sour taste in my mouth. I pushed the papers away, got up, and walked to the balcony, where I stood staring out at the night.
Barrons had shaken me deeply with his suggestion that the sidhe-seers were a caste of Unseelie. I had to admit that Darrocs notes could certainly be construed that way.
And just the other night, Id stood between two Fae armies, thinking how glad I was to be like the Unseelie, strengthened by pain, less frivolous and breakable.
Then there was that dark glassy lake in my head, that had so many inexplicable gifts to offer, like runes that an ex-Fae had recognized, that had given him pause, runes that the Unseelie princes had disliked intensely.
I shivered. I had a new question to be obsessed with besides what was Jericho Barrons?
What was I?
18
When we left, I snatched a Dani Daily from the lamppost outside the building, slid into the passengers seat of the Viper, and began to read it. Her birthday was coming up. I smiled faintly. Figured shed tell the whole world. Shed make it a national holiday if she could.
I wasnt surprised to learn shed been in the street last night and had seen the Hunter kill Darroc. Dani didnt take orders from anyone, not even me. Had she been there to try to kill Darroc herself? I wouldnt put it past her.
As I fastened my seat belt, I wondered whether she hadnt stuck around long enough to see that the Hunter had been possessed by the Sinsar Dubh, or if shed decided to omit that bit of news. If she had stuck around, what did she make of the beast that blasted into me and carried me off? Probably figured it was some other kind of Unseelie she hadnt seen before.
Although I was shocked to realize so much time had passed while I was in the Silvers and it was the middle of February, I should have known today was Valentines Day.
At the bottom of the page was a short bulleted list:
Sidhe-seerssense Fae.
Alinasenses Sinsar Dubh, Fae Hallows, and relics.
AbbeySinsar Dubh
Unseelie Kingsidhe-seers?
I blinked at it, trying to make sense of it. Was Darroc saying that it hadnt been the Seelie Queen, as Nana OReilly had claimed, whod delivered the Dark Book to the abbey so long ago? Had the Unseelie King himself brought it to us, because we could sense Fae, and Fae Hallows, and that made us the perfect guardians for it? Suddenly Barrons was behind me, looking over my shoulder. Makes you think about yourself a little differently, doesnt it?
Not really. I mean, who cares who brought it to the abbey? Point is, were the guardians.
Is that what you get from his notes, Ms. Lane? he purred.
I glanced up at him. What do you get from them? I said defensively. I didnt like his tone any more than I liked the amused glitter in his dark gaze.
Its said the king was horrified when he realized that his act of atonement had resulted in the birth of his most powerful abomination yet. He chased it from one world to the next, for eons, determined to destroy it. When he finally caught up with it, their battle lasted centuries and reduced dozens of worlds to ruins. But it was too late. The Sinsar Dubh had become fully sentient, a dark force of its own. When the king first created the Sinsar Dubh, he was greater, and the Book was lesser. It was a repository for the kings evil, but without drive and intent. Yet while it roamed, it evolved, until it became all the king was, and more. The creationabandoned by its creatorlearned to hate. The Sinsar Dubh began to pursue the king. He paused and gave me one of his wolf smiles. So what else might the dark king have created? Perhaps an entire caste that could track his greatest enemy, contain it, and keep it from destroying him? Are you going to tell me you never once considered that?
I stared. We were the good guys. Human to the core.
Sidhe-seers: watchdogs for the U.K., he mocked.
I was chilled by his words. It had been bad enough to discover I was adopted and the parents whod raised me werent my biological parents. Now what was he implying? That Id had no parents?
Thats the biggest pile of BS Ive ever heard. First Darroc had suggested I was a stone. Now Barrons was proposing that the sidhe-seers were a secret caste ofUnseelie.
If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck.
I am not a duck.
Why does it offend you so much? Power is power.
The Unseelie King didnt make me!
The idea frightens you. Fear is more than a wasted emotion. Its the penultimate set of blinders. If you cant face the truth of your reality, you cant be a part of it, cant control it. You may as well throw in the towel and yield to the whims of anyone with a stronger will. Do you like being helpless? Is that what you get off on? Is that why the moment I was gone you turned to the bastard that had you raped?
So, what are you and your men? I countered coldly. Another of the Unseelie Kings secret castes? Is that what you are, Barrons? Is that why you know so much about them?
None of your fucking business.
He turned away and resumed his search.
I was trembling, and there was a sour taste in my mouth. I pushed the papers away, got up, and walked to the balcony, where I stood staring out at the night.
Barrons had shaken me deeply with his suggestion that the sidhe-seers were a caste of Unseelie. I had to admit that Darrocs notes could certainly be construed that way.
And just the other night, Id stood between two Fae armies, thinking how glad I was to be like the Unseelie, strengthened by pain, less frivolous and breakable.
Then there was that dark glassy lake in my head, that had so many inexplicable gifts to offer, like runes that an ex-Fae had recognized, that had given him pause, runes that the Unseelie princes had disliked intensely.
I shivered. I had a new question to be obsessed with besides what was Jericho Barrons?
What was I?
18
When we left, I snatched a Dani Daily from the lamppost outside the building, slid into the passengers seat of the Viper, and began to read it. Her birthday was coming up. I smiled faintly. Figured shed tell the whole world. Shed make it a national holiday if she could.
I wasnt surprised to learn shed been in the street last night and had seen the Hunter kill Darroc. Dani didnt take orders from anyone, not even me. Had she been there to try to kill Darroc herself? I wouldnt put it past her.
As I fastened my seat belt, I wondered whether she hadnt stuck around long enough to see that the Hunter had been possessed by the Sinsar Dubh, or if shed decided to omit that bit of news. If she had stuck around, what did she make of the beast that blasted into me and carried me off? Probably figured it was some other kind of Unseelie she hadnt seen before.
Although I was shocked to realize so much time had passed while I was in the Silvers and it was the middle of February, I should have known today was Valentines Day.
