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He could wait out his enemies, and bite back when they struck… Especially when he held a god sword in his hands.
“And the day you save me on a battlefield, I’ll put on a dress and dance a fucking jig.”
“You sacrificed that magic, then? To help him?” Saeris asked. Gods, she was so fucking beautiful. The moonlight painted her skin silver until she looked like she was glowing. I nodded.
“I see. And here I was thinking that you’d changed your mind about Onyx.” I tried not to smile, too. I couldn’t tear my eyes from her. Gods, she was fucking beautiful. “Oh no,” I muttered softly. “I still think he’d made a great hat.”
They had reached the chair and were weaving up its legs toward Carrion when I let out a sigh, folding my arms across my chest. “Fisher.” His eyes came alive at the sound of my voice. “Hmm?” “Stop.” His nostrils flared, his jaw working. “I can’t help it if he doesn’t want to live.”
deal with her once or twice before she transitioned. Pure evil runs through
This… isn’t how I imagined this, I thought to Fisher. As he slipped his bracer free, his eyes found mine, burning with intensity. A slow, intrigued smile kicked up the corner of his mouth. Oh? So you’ve been imagining this, then, have you, Little Osha? My blood lit on fire in my veins. The suggestive tone in his voice in my head would have made even the girls who worked at Kala’s blush. No. It was too late, though. My cheeks were glowing, and Fisher was chuckling under his breath, rolling back his sleeve. You can own your fantasies with me, Little Osha. There is nothing in this realm or the
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Okay. I’ll take your word for it. And yes, I’ll come back there with you tonight. But on one condition. Kingfisher arched an eyebrow at me. Oh? Making demands, are we, Your Highness?
Kingfisher was suddenly there, angled in front of me. Surprisingly, his expression was blank. “Do you like having fingernails, Carrion?” he asked politely. “I—” Carrion gaped. “I do, actually.” “I thought so.” My mate said nothing more.
“I should probably take him to Ballard,” Fisher said. “Wendy could look after him. Just until all of this blows over.” I pretended to scowl at him. “You wouldn’t dare.” Fisher winked surreptitiously, letting me know that he was joking. “Far be it from me to come between a female and her fox.”
“Cruel, cruel female,” he chided.
“How are things going between you two, then? Well, I take it.” I shrugged, playing coy. “Ah, y’know. I like her well enough.” “Well enough?” A hint of frustration colored his tone. “What do you mean, well enough? You’re God-Bound to her. Doesn’t that mean that—Well, aren’t you—Gods and martyrs, are you laughing?”
“Fuck you, Lorreth.” He made a face. “You kiss my commander with that mouth?” “I’ve done far worse than kiss him with it.” His mouth pulled down at the corners, his eyes going wide. “Okay. I don’t need to hear about that, thank you very much.”
“What do you call a fully dressed Sanasrothian?” Lorreth asked, his tone droll as he made a beeline for the bar. “I don’t know,” I replied. “Me, either. I’ve never fucking seen one.”
