y
said, "can't humiliate me the way a husban
y at the table had an answer re
wood as he needed it to hold himself up. "Ivy. Listen to an old man for one moment. You fought
head slowly. "We watched you grow up in this house. None of us wa
areful, almost kind. "Even if he wakes one day, what will be left of
ike he thought I couldn't hear it from there. "If House Blackw
it to my face. "I'll find another one. I always have. I did it once already, the night my fat
put against that
tay there. None of them ha
out to be," I said, "you'
ment to throw. The doors shut behind me.
y shoulders drop the half inch
Julian stood in. One council meeting, and I'd already stopped
three days the pendant had been gone, carried past the palace gates in
in, two years ago, hidden under a co
r cars passed close enough that their headlights swept right over me, and not one slowed. Nobody wanted to be the one Julian heard about later, helping the wife
e edge of the road like it had bee
way from Silver
aw the crest stamped into the door. Silas Blackwood, lookin
hat was the only thing I knew
own coat. He didn't ask before he settled it around my shoulders, the wool
d yet. "Why wo
it plainly, as the answer embarra
I couldn't smooth out. He didn't ask why, didn't fill the silence with anything that needed answering, just drov
ly," I said, once I trusted my voice
ake his eyes off the road. "Yo
d I didn't want to be seen arriving this way. He pressed something small and c
rs were too numb to fe
t cost him nothing, though I learned later that nothing about that penda
nt anything that pl
h the memory, close and apologetic.
rse sh
, the way new staff always kept them. Mine were half on
walked into his back. He dropped into
a Jul
esent. Julian stood at the mouth of the corridor, arms crossed, wat
closer. "You knew I'd be through here. Staging
nything. Your mo
hat you wanted in that council room, so now you're out here proving a point to anyone who
e who took the long way around just to end
out of my
kable coincidence.
nt something worse was coming. "You're enjoying this a little too much
I stood, you were the one who couldn't find his own voice once I put
d. "It makes you desperate. A woman throwing hersel
full second, nothing i
ying to flatten everyone smaller than him into the floor. It used to
on me and felt nothing buckle
and coming up to his collar like the air had turned solid on the way down,
didn't bother hidi
ough, scraped thin, like the cough had
ur own temper becau
and lifting halfway, like he hadn't decided yet what h
to decide, fast and uneven on the stone, l
d her, his collar still crooked from how fast he'd come, his chest still working t
an answer. From
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