page60 (2/2)
Are you hurt?
No MarianPain Grief
Mother Night I’ll be there as soon as I can
He rushed into the adjoining bedrooht behind him
“What’s wrong?” she asked
“I don’t know” He pulled on trousers and a shirt that he didn’t bother to button He grabbed a jacket, shoes, and socks, then vanished the about Marian”
“May the Darkness haveas she went, “Get one of the Coaches I’ with you”
He hesitated, even considered arguing with her She was still in the days of her moonti herself excruciating pain But she was a Healer, the best Healer in the whole damn Realm, and she was Lucivar’s sister and Queen If Marian needed more help than the Eyrien Healer could provide, Jaenelle would step in, no matter the cost
And this ti as her own life wasn’t at risk, he wouldn’t try to stop her
“I’ll wait for you downstairs” He was out of the rooh the Hall to reach the outer door closest to the stables and the building that housed the carriages and Coaches
The footht duty didn’t call to hiured out his direction because Beale aiting at the outer door for him
“Because of your haste and the late hour, I assumed the sht around to the landing web since that would be more convenient for the Lady”
Still panting fro a lot more clearly than he was “Guess I should have contacted you to begin with”
“You have other things on your mind”
He hurried through the corridors, buttoning his shirt as he went, and reached the great hall at the sa down the stairs They raced out the open front door to the Coach on the landing web
Holt waited beside the Coach, dressed in nothing but a pair of short trousers As Jaenelle entered the Coach, a basket suddenly appeared beside the footrabbed it and shoved it into Daemon’s hands
“The best Mrs Beale could do in the time,” Holt said
Daemon handed the basket to Jaenelle and took the driver’s seat while Holt closed the door andweb
Jaenelle took the seat beside Dae?”
“He’s scared, he’s grieving, and he’s in pain”
She didn’t ask anything else
He raised the Coach off the landing web, caught the Black Wind, and raced to Ebon Rih as fast as the Black could take them
“Wait until I set this thing down,” Daemon snapped as Jaenelle started to rise from her seat “If you fall off the damn mountain, you won’t help any of us”
She gave hinored the look, just as he ignored the odd way his hands trembled when he remembered the way Lucivar sounded
Couldn’t think about that One of them needed to be the warrior who could draw the line and defend it It didn’t sound like Lucivar was in any shape to defend anything, including himself