Sky and Storm ( Warriors of Vis #1)(45)
“I’ll get rid of them,” Strom promised. Yet when Fury greeted him, Storm opened the door wider and motioned for him to come in.
Fury greeted Sky who had pushed himself to a sitting position, then turned his attention to Storm. “We’ve heard from Tiger.”
“Speak, man,” Storm urged when Fury wouldn’t say more and kept stealing glances at Sky.
“The Estas queen and her middle daughter are dead. Their throats were slit in their bed and they were left lying in a pool of their own blood. The servants found them the next morning. Other statesmen that Tiger suspected of being involved were found much the same way. Only in some back alley, not in their homes. It looks like the same kind of weapon was used. Possibly multiple assassins, or so they say.”
“Sera’s work then,” Sky said, a shiver making him pull his covers higher. He’d known of Sera’s past with the Interfectrices, he’d known the woman to be deadly. Yet none of that knowledge had prepared him for seeing the old woman in action. Like a perfect weapon, made only to kill. When facing her wrath or determination, no one stood a chance.
“Indeed,” Storm said, seeming as lost in thought as Sky was.
“What orders do you want us to send to Tiger, my Dragon?”
“Send word he should wait until everything quiets down. Then I want him in Vis. Things will change, my father doesn’t seem able to recover as fast as he needs to. I will need all my advisers so we can decide what to do next.”
Sky knew that name, Tiger was the Dragon’s chief of spies. It made sense Storm would have spies in neighboring cities, and he imagined the one located in Estas would need to be more vigilant than ever. Getting back to Vis wasn’t going to be a challenge for the master spy.
With a curt nod, Fury was out of the room, the door closed behind him. Storm, still lost in thought, glided under his covers. Sky lifted his arm and waited for Storm to rest his head on Sky’s chest. He placed a soft kiss on the top of Storm’s head and sighed.
“Troubled times are coming our way.” Sky had known that to be true the moment he’d been taken. Nothing was without reason and consequence when it involved Storm and himself. Sky might love Storm, the man, along with the prince and Dragon that his husband was, but the world didn’t care. Storm’s subjects, the rulers of the lands surrounding Vis’s domain, they all saw him as the warring general of Vis, and now that his father was not all there, they’d see him as the sole ruler as well.
Storm only shrugged and pushed himself closer to Sky. “I have you. I have my warriors, and I have Cloud and my advisers.”
He sounded so confident, Sky envied him. That conviction that they could take anything coming their way, that was so often the only way to survival.
“Sky?”
Sky’s heart twisted at Storm’s worried looked and he tried to kiss the frown away. “You are right, we have everything we need.”
Storm winked and touched his lips to Sky’s. “I have more than what I need, Sky. I have you. That’s everything I ever wanted. I will fight until my last breath to protect that.”
Sky caressed Storm’s face and nodded. “So will I. Having the mighty army of Vis to join us helps matters though.”
They chuckled and embraced each other, pushing away all worries of woes to come. As their names heralded, Sky and Storm formed an unbreakable, unstoppable bound. Besides, Sky couldn’t be so ungrateful as to ask for no trouble at all, ever, when he’d been gifted with a life of wonder.
“I’m extremely happy you forced me into marrying you,” Sky said, a smile playing on his lips.
Storm grunted and crushed Sky into his arms. “Shut up! You never said no to me in the first place.”
Sky laughed, his eyes dancing in tears. “I never could, love. Nor did I really want to.”
THE END