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  • Shalador's Lady(Black Jewels,Book 8)(121) by Anne Bishop
  • “Mother Night,” Jhorma whispered. “That’s Laska.”

    “Laska?” Kermilla squeaked.

    “What happened to him?” Theran asked.

    The look in Talon’s eyes. Hard. Unforgiving.

    “This afternoon, this man came to the village of Eyota and tried to abduct a young Warlord,” Talon said. “The youngster’s brother, a Warlord Prince, eliminated the enemy. Afterwards, a member of the court identified the man as one ofhers. So we have returned him.”

    “It took a lot of rage to do that,” Jhorma said, staring at Laska.

    “There was a reason for the rage,” Talon replied, his eyes never leaving Theran.

    Theran’s heart banged against his chest. “Is the youngster all right?”

    “The Healer has done all she can. We don’t know if it will be enough,” Talon said.

    Hard eyes. Unforgiving eyes. Accusing eyes.

    *Hell’s fire, Talon, how bad is it?* Theran asked. *Why would Laska do it?*

    *As for why, ask your Lady,* Talon replied. *As for how bad . . . We won’t know that until we know if the youngster will live.*

    Theran looked at Ranon. Cold, black fury inthose eyes. And pain.

    Mother Night.

    “I appreciate you returning the body to us,” Jhorma said. “I recognize the courtesy you have extended to us in doing so. I will take the body back to Dharo. Shame will shroud his family’s grief because there was no honor in how Laska died, but his family will still grieve.”

    *Talon, I am so sorry,* Theran said.

    *Laska’s family isn’t the only one who has a reason to feel shame because of this.* Talon walked out of the room.

    After lowering the stretcher to the floor, Ranon and the other men followed Talon. Julien hurried out after them.

    “I’ll leave as soon as I’m packed.” Jhorma vanished the body and stretcher.

    “Let Bardoc give you a hand with the packing.”

    Jhorma gave Theran a long look, then signaled Bardoc, who joined them with too much haste.

    “I think Bardoc should accompany me to Dharo,” Jhorma said. “He and Laska came from the same village. He knows the family.”

    Theran nodded. He didn’t care what Jhorma did, not when all his hopes for Dena Nehele were breaking around him.

    He closed the door behind Jhorma and Bardoc—and put a Green lock on it. Then he turned to face Kermilla, who had left the card table and was now standing in the middle of the room, looking pale and scared.

    “What was Laska doing in Eyota?” He moved toward her while his temper strained the leash. “He had no reason to be there. He hadno business being there.”

    “I don’t know,” Kermilla said.

    “Don’t lie to me.” He stopped, not willing to tempt his control by getting too close to her. “He’s a member of your court. You have to know.”

    “I don’t know!” Some anger in her voice and eyes now that he was challenging her.

    “Hell’s fire, Kermilla. Do you know what this has done to your reputation? One of your First Circle tried to abduct a young Warlord. I can tell you two reasons the Warlord Princes are going to think of when they hear about this: torture and rape.”

    “Laska wasn’t like that,” Kermilla snapped. “Laska wouldn’tdo that. I wouldnever have anyone in my court who would do that!”

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