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"Now," Jaenelle said, "I’ll see your wife"
Blood seeped from fine lines on Lady Rosalene’s hands, as if she’d pressed down on wires that had cut deep into her skin Except the skin wasn’t cut If you wiped away the blood, all that was visible were those silvery strands on the surface of her skin--until the blood welled up again from those strands
Rosalene had pressed her hands on the shirt She had walked into the bedroorabbed that bitch Vulchera’s arm in some shocked effort to help before she saw the reason there was no possible way to help
Silver strands Like the tangled web that had been woven into that silk shirt
Ignoring Collyn, who hovered in the doorway, not quite daring to come into the room, Daemon stood near Jaenelle and watched her clean the blood off Rosalene’s hands again
"I’ve tried everything I know" The Healer was a ed woman who sounded both frustrated and anxious "I’ve tried every healing spell I know, but there’s nothing to actually heal"
Jaenelle called in a small, short-bladed Healer’s knife andthe path of one of those silvery strands Setting that knife aside, she called in another and pricked her own finger
Dae his Queen’s blood, to knowing her blood ran
A phantoh for him to leash the instincts of a Warlord Prince
As one drop of her blood fell on the shallow cut she had made in Rosalene’s hand, Jaenelle said,"And the Blood shall sing to the Blood And in the blood"
The Healer wet a s lotion and handed it to Jaenelle, who rumble at hier
"Clean off her hands again," Jaenelle told the Healer
The silvery strands showed once h the skin
"I didn’t think to do that," the Healer said
Jaenelle shook her head "It wouldn’t have made a difference if you had"
Because the spell was nize your blood? Dae a healing brew several times a day for the next couple of days," Jaenelle told Rosalene "That will help your body regain its strength and replace the blood you’ve lost"
"I can take care of that," the Healer said
"Then I think we’re done here" Jaenelle looked at hi hiet out of that house, but he had duties as the Warlord Prince of Dhemlan
"Everyone needs so in the doorway "I’ll return this afternoon, and you and I can discuss what happened yesterday"
He escorted Jaenelle out of that room and down the stairs to the main floorand escape
Daemon, I know you have duties, but I don’t want to stay in this house, Jaenelle said
We’re not going to, he said as they left the house and walked to the Coach Arrangements have already beenas it takes to settle this
She stuttered a step Is that why Holt can a foots on my mind
Holt went on to the house to let therimly calm while she’d looked at the body She had taken care of Rosalene’s hands with her usual skill as a Healer
So he wasn’t prepared when she flung herself in his ar distress the moment they were safely inside the Coach
"Jaenelle" He held her, not knohat else to do--andelse "Jaenelle, what’s wrong?"
"Not yet," she whispered "Please I don’t want to talk about it yet, think about it yet I don’t want to be coht "Isn’t there anything you can tell h to look at him "Do you know the story of Zuulaman?"
They had a summer blanket tucked around them--more for the idea of comfort, since it couldn’t relieve what chilled thee brandies before Jaenelle stopped shivering
Daemon kept one arm wrapped around her He would have preferred the privacy of the bedroom to a locked parlor, but he understood her choice She wanted this conversation over with before they got into bed to offer each other soet some sleep
"He’s not sane, Daemon"
He wasn’t sure he’d heard her correctly "You think Saetan got so pissed off about this bitch that he decided to take a walk in the Twisted Kingdom in order to deal with her?"