The Crow King's Wife(7)

“Hardly. That is Olivia the Aspect of the Wild, and she would rip you in half gleefully so quit staring like a love struck child. She represents the savage side of nature and is not known for a sunny personality.” Fiona rolled her eyes as she spoke and gestured silently with one hand further into the crowd. “That is the Aspect of Nature and I don’t think she likes you much either. You are Firym and they tend to burn things and you are death which while it is natural is still not a favorite of the Aspects that are inclined to goodness.”

Finn followed the direction of Fiona’s hand and smiled faintly at the indicated woman. She was exactly how he had imagined she would be, with long dark hair and a flowing dress that seemed almost transparent. Vines twined around her arms and neck with soft hued flowers accenting the dark green leaves at intervals. Two bright colored little birds flitted around her occasionally landing on her shoulder or upraised hand. If not for the scowl that was painted on her delicate face she would have been the picture of serenity. Obviously Fiona knew what she was talking about in regards to the Aspects, and it was just as obvious that he couldn’t count on the Aspect of Nature for support.

His attention moved past her and through the crowd once more. There were no friendly faces that he could see, and even the ones dressed darkly were scowling at him. With a sigh Finn glanced back at Fiona and motioned to the pit. “Is that the speakers circle?” he asked quietly.

Fiona snorted back laughter and shook her head at him sharply. “No Finn. That is where they will rip you apart if you displease them. The sand is there to absorb the blood so it can be gathered more easily. Silver blood is valuable even to the gods.”

“Well isn’t that sweet.” Finn whispered bitterly. His attention moved once more to the assembled Aspects until he found War amongst the crowd. He wasn’t sure which of the Divine had summoned him, but it had been Divine and not an Aspect. There had been too much power in the demand for an Aspect and as far as Finn knew War was the most powerful Divine right now aside from perhaps himself.

Stepping forward Finn cleared his throat and squared his feet. With a faint smile he calmly reached into his cloak and produced a cigarette. He always smoked before a fight. It was a habit from life that he couldn’t shake. Despite Fiona’s words he knew there was no way to charm this crowd, so that only left one option.

“I’m not sure which of you decided to waste my time, but one of you did. I’d rather keep this as short as possible so can the one who summoned me please speak up so we can get this farce over with?” Finn spoke as loudly as he could without yelling and his words echoed through the room.

“Finn!” Fiona hissed behind him with panic thick in her voice.

Glancing back Finn smiled at her and winked. “That was respectful in Firym.” He whispered before lifting his cigarette to light it. Angry murmurs rippled through the crowd at his words, but he wasn’t concerned. From what he had seen so far the Aspects mirrored the Elder Blood in their behavior, and very few Elder Blood were ever willing to back up their complaints with actions. It was the outspoken ones that acted, and he had never even heard of most of these Aspects which meant they weren’t outspoken.

“You broke the treaty with the Elder Blood.” The voice came from the back of the room, and it was a familiar one.

Finn’s eyes settled on the speaker and he did his best to keep the look of shock from his face. He didn’t know the man well, but he did know him. He had never realized Lutheron was Divine though. “I answered a prayer.” Finn replied after a long moment of silence. “That isn’t breaking the treaty as far as I’m concerned.” He added as the crowd began to mutter in discontent.

“Your demon slaughtered an entire city of Rivasans and you claim it was the answer to a prayer?” Someone shouted from the crowd, but Finn couldn’t spot who it had been.

“Victory in battle and Death to my enemies were Jala’s exact words and it was sent as a prayer to me. She even kissed her holy symbol. How could I resist such a heartfelt plea?” Finn spoke casually and allowed himself to slouch a bit where he stood. If they realized he had no fear of them it would give them pause. Anyone in their right mind would be terrified right now, but oddly enough he wasn’t.

“Then you claim Seth acted on your behalf? I was under the impression that you didn’t realize what he was doing until it was done.” War’s voice rose above the crowd and the Divine stood from his bench. His eyes were locked on Finn and his expression was demanding. It was clear that Fiona had already reported to him and War knew the truth of the matter.