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"Well," he whispers back, returning my smile "Then we have , seeing his transfor h histo her co beside her throne, cha her Until they turned on each other
"Why are you here?" Teren asks He straightens and pulls away froio, then nod "Your sword," I say
Sergio steps forward He draws his sword, the sound of thein the chamber, and then heads toward Teren Teren doesn’t try to resist, but I see histhe earlyout through the dungeon, his chains rattling Sergio had to strike Teren down over and over, with everything froan to flinch at his approaching footsteps It is cruel, sohts of someone who has never known Teren’s evil deeds
Now he just waits as Sergio approaches hirabs his arushes out, and I watch, waiting for the fa itself back together
Butit doesn’t Not right away Instead, Teren continues bleeding like anydown his arm to meet the wounds from the shackles at his wrists Teren looks at the blood in awe, turning his arradually begins to heal itself, the wound turning sash closes itself up again
No wonder his wrists are still bleeding The chafing is a constant reopening of those wounds I frown at Teren, refusing to believe this Raffaele’s words--Violetta’s words--coo, one of the last things er Our powers are slowly tearing our mortal bodies apart
No That’s all a lie The whispers are upset now, hissing at eon keeper as I snap at hiht I told you to keep him in decent health When did this start?"
The keeper bows his head low His fear of ht he had attacked souards see"
"This is a mistake," I say "Io keeps co
As Teren stares at hs, I turn away I cross the moat back to the other side of his cell and stor behind me
Raffaele Laurent Bessette
Some days after the store energy in the ocean, the other Daggers follow hiathered near the balira corpses, whispering andone another to touch the rotting skin, squealing at the size of the creatures The ocean continues to crash against the bodies, trying in vain to drag them back into the water
"It’s uncommon," Lucent tells Raffaele as they pick their way over the rocks toward the sand "But not unheard of Beldain has seenor cooling of the water, a sparse year forfish, a storm Perhaps it’s the same here Just a temporary shift of the tides"
Raffaele folds his arms into his sleeves and looks on as the children run around the bodies A siy he’d felt in the ocean last night, that had drawn Violetta out of bed and asp No, this was not caused by any natural pheno into the world Sos
The eerie energy lingers, but Raffaele has no way of explaining it to those who cannot sense it His eyes stay fixed on the water He hasn’t slept, having spent the night at his writing desk, poring through what papers he still kept fro to solve the puzzle
Lucent looks like she is trying hard not to show the ache in her bones "Well, so there are reports of a si the Dost the rocks and sits down "Sounds like it’s not just concentrated here"
Raffaele leaves Lucent’s side and heads down to the edge of the water He pushes back his sleeve and dips a canteen into the surf, letting it fill The touch of the ocean ht of the storm When the canteen is full, Raffaele hurries out of the water to shake off its poisonous touch
"You’re pale as a Beldish boy," Michel exclaims as Raffaele passes him
Raffaele holds the canteen with both hands and startshis way back toward the palace "I’ll be in my chambers," he replies
When he returns to his quarters, he pours the contents of the canteen into a clear glass, then sets it on his desk so that it is drenched in light from theHe opens the desk’s drawers and reeers, that he had used on Enzo and Lucent, Michel and Geelass of ocean water Then he steps back and observes the scene He reaches out with threads of his energy, searching for a clue, coaxing the stones