The Crow King's Wife(35)

Caleb closed his eyes and leaned forward to rest his chin on his arms still silent. One hand reached out to push lightly at the amulet and he looked up at her with a sad smile. “There is nothing worse than to be the last one standing Zoey.”

“Agreed.” Zoelyn said softly leaving the obvious words unspoken. So don’t do that to Syrah. She slid slowly down into the chair across from him and crossed her own arms on the table. “When I saw you step off of that ship today my heart soared. They said you were dead, but part of me refused to believe that. People like you don’t die easily. It’s been years Grim, and now here you are, and I’m about to lose you again.” Her voice grew faint and she felt fresh tears stinging her eyes.

“Are you ever going to explain what you are doing here in the first place? I thought you would still be with Dominic.” Caleb kept his voice low as if he was afraid to wake the house. It had obviously been too long since he had been home if he feared waking anyone here. His own home in Amdany had been nearly as large as Jala’s house, and he should have realized he could have screamed and they wouldn’t be able to hear him in their bedchambers.

“Dominic took me to the last stand, and I had a bit of an accident at the river. People found out about my curse and Dominic handed me over to Elijah for safe keeping. Which I might add is much better than what your father wanted for me. If Lord Blackwolf had gotten his way I’d be dead and buried now. Long story short, Jala arrived in Arovan for a council, irritated every high Lord there and brought me home with her.” Zoelyn explained in the quickest fashion she could. She didn’t want to waste what time she had speaking with him on something as trivial as her life when his was at stake.

“Sounds about right for Blackwolf.” Caleb muttered before falling silent once more.

Zoelyn studied the dark circles under his eyes and the disheveled state of his clothes and hair and let out a soft sigh. “Why don’t you sleep Grim? I can finish the folly for you even if I hate what you will use it for.”

“Sleep is a wasted effort for me these days. I haven’t been able to rest well since I heard of Amdany.” Caleb mumbled.

“Should I fetch a vial from your bag and tell you it will help?” Zoelyn asked dryly.

“I will have rest soon enough.” Caleb sighed.

“No you won’t. I’m on a first name basis with Death and I will whine at his door until he sends you back.” Zoelyn said firmly.

“Finn won’t see me at his door. I’m going for Derrick Rivasa and three of his sworn swords carry Soul blades. When I fall it will be final rest without penance for my sins.” Caleb corrected her softly.

“You saved Arovan from countless invasions. Nothing you have ever done has been a sin in my eyes, no matter how bloody the fight was.” Zoelyn whispered as she lowered her head to the table and buried her face in her arms. She could feel the tears coming again and didn’t have the will to fight them back. Neither of them would sleep tonight, but at least they both had company to share their misery with even if he was the source of hers tonight.





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The room around him was locked in shadows as his eyes opened slowly, and for half a breath Shade thought he was somehow back in the prison in Glis. His breath caught and he sat up sharply before he realized it was a feather mattress he was laying on. It was another long moment before the fact that he had vision in both eyes dawned on him, and by that time he realized he wasn’t alone in the room.

“I didn’t think you would sleep the night through.” Jala whispered from her chair beside the wall. She rose slowly and moved to rest on the side of his bed looking down at him with concern. “Can you see clearly through both eyes?” she asked as she lifted a hand to wave it back and forth slowly in front of his face to test his vision.

“I can. You have my thanks for that, and the other healing as well.” Shade said hoarsely. His throat was so dry it felt as though he had been sucking on cotton.

“I’m so sorry Shade. I never expected you to return in this condition.” Jala began but Shade cut her off with a wave of his hand.

“It was my fault entirely. My arrogance bought my wounds for me.” He assured her as he sat up further in the bed and searched the side table for anything to drink.

She noticed the direction of his gaze and rose instantly from the bed to fetch water from a decanter across the room. Within a breath she was back with a glass of water and he took it from her gratefully. She watched him as he drained the glass and took it from him silently to refill.