Bloodfever
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You said you would take no more than one hour of my time.
And I meant it. You chose to stay in Faery when you followed her across the sand. I understand freedom is a commodity humans prize highly. I permitted you yours.
When I would have argued his underhanded methods he pressed a finger to my lips. It was warm, strong, but there was absolutely nothing Fae in his touch. He was muting himself for me. He felt like a man, a strong, solid, sexy man, nothing more. Some wounds need salve to heal. Illusion is the great salve. Tell me, has your grief for your sister lessened?
I considered his words and was startled to realize it was true. Although I knew the Alina Id just played with, and cried with, and hugged and begged forgiveness of had not been real, my day in the sun with her had given me a degree of closure Id not had before. Although I knew the Alina whod absolved hadnt been my Alina, her words had comforted me all the same.
Never again, I repeated. Illusion might be a salve, but it was also dangerous. There was enough danger in my life.
He flashed a smile. Your wish.
I closed my eyes a moment, trying to clear Alina from my thoughts; the sight, scent, and sound of her lingered all around me. From hugging her, I still smelled Beautiful on my skin. Later I would re-live every moment, and it would comfort me again. I opened my eyes. What of the Lord Master?
The warehouse was deserted. I destroyed the dolmen. It did not appear anyone had been there in weeks. I suspect he never returned to that location once it had been discovered. Tell me everything you know of him.
Im tired, I said. Our hour is up. Plus some. Return me now.
Tell me of the Sinsar Dubh. You owe me that.
I told him what I knew, that Id felt it pass me in the streets of Dublin, moving rapidly in a car of some kind, past the bookstore, a little over two weeks ago. He asked me many questions that I couldnt answer because the mere nearness of the Dark Book had knocked me out, a fact he seemed to find amusing.
We will see each other again, MacKayla, he said.
Then he was gone and I was somewhere else. I blinked. Although Id not terminated our time together prematurely, Vlane still hadnt returned me to Wales; hed deposited me in Barrons Books and Baubles. Probably just to irritate Barrons.
It took me a few moments to adjust and focus. Having realities swapped so quickly and completely seems to exceed what the human mind can processwe were not fashioned for such a method of traveland it goes blank, like the static on late-night television, for a few seconds. Its a vulnerable time. A person could be ambushed in such a moment.
My hand went instantly to my spear. I was relieved to find it was onceagain there, in the belt draped around myHaha, Vlane, I muttered, pissedhot pink bikini. Jackass. It was no wonder I was cold.
Then my brain processed what I was seeing and I gasped.
Barrons Books and Baubles had been ransacked!
Tables were overturned, books torn from shelves and strewn everywhere, baubles broken. Even my little TV behind the counter had been destroyed.
Barrons? I called warily. It was night and the lights were on. My illusory Alina had told me more than an hour had passed. Was it the same night, nearly dawn? Or was it the night following our theft attempt? Had Barrons come back from Wales yet? Or was he still there, searching for me? When Id been so rudely ripped from reality, who or what had come through those basement doors?
I heard footsteps, boots on hardwood, and turned expectantly toward the connecting doors.
Barrons was framed in the doorway. His eyes were black ice. He stared at me a moment, raking me from head to toe. Nice tan, Ms. Lane. So, where the fuck have you been for the past month?
TWELVE
O ne afternoon, I insisted. I spent maybe six hours there, Barrons!
Id lost a month of my life, on a beach in the sun with Alina. It was incomprehensible. Had I aged a month or stayed the same? What if Id chosen to hang out with Alina for a week? Would I have lost a year? Ten? What had changed since Id been gone? I glanced out the window. One thing hadntit was still raining.
In Faery, you fool, he snarled. You know time doesnt move the same there! We talked about that!
Vlane promised it would be only an hour of my time. He tricked me, I said hotly.
Vlane promised. He tricked me, he mocked in falsetto. What did you expect? Hes a bloody Fae, Ms. Lane, and one of thewhat do you call themdeath-by-sex ones. He seduced you and you fell for it. What else did you fall for? Why did you agree to give him an hour in Faery in the first place?
I didnt agree to give him an hour in Faery! I agreed to spend an hour with him at a time of his choosing. He didnt say anything about where it would be spent.
Why did you agree to spend an hour with him at all?
Because he helped me clear the Shades from the bookstore!
I would have helped you clear the Shades!
You werent there! We were shouting at each other.
Deals with the devil, Ms. Lane, never go well. Thats a given. You will not make one again. Do you understand me? If I have to chain you to a fucking wall to protect you from your own stupidity, I will! He glared at me.
And I meant it. You chose to stay in Faery when you followed her across the sand. I understand freedom is a commodity humans prize highly. I permitted you yours.
When I would have argued his underhanded methods he pressed a finger to my lips. It was warm, strong, but there was absolutely nothing Fae in his touch. He was muting himself for me. He felt like a man, a strong, solid, sexy man, nothing more. Some wounds need salve to heal. Illusion is the great salve. Tell me, has your grief for your sister lessened?
I considered his words and was startled to realize it was true. Although I knew the Alina Id just played with, and cried with, and hugged and begged forgiveness of had not been real, my day in the sun with her had given me a degree of closure Id not had before. Although I knew the Alina whod absolved hadnt been my Alina, her words had comforted me all the same.
Never again, I repeated. Illusion might be a salve, but it was also dangerous. There was enough danger in my life.
He flashed a smile. Your wish.
I closed my eyes a moment, trying to clear Alina from my thoughts; the sight, scent, and sound of her lingered all around me. From hugging her, I still smelled Beautiful on my skin. Later I would re-live every moment, and it would comfort me again. I opened my eyes. What of the Lord Master?
The warehouse was deserted. I destroyed the dolmen. It did not appear anyone had been there in weeks. I suspect he never returned to that location once it had been discovered. Tell me everything you know of him.
Im tired, I said. Our hour is up. Plus some. Return me now.
Tell me of the Sinsar Dubh. You owe me that.
I told him what I knew, that Id felt it pass me in the streets of Dublin, moving rapidly in a car of some kind, past the bookstore, a little over two weeks ago. He asked me many questions that I couldnt answer because the mere nearness of the Dark Book had knocked me out, a fact he seemed to find amusing.
We will see each other again, MacKayla, he said.
Then he was gone and I was somewhere else. I blinked. Although Id not terminated our time together prematurely, Vlane still hadnt returned me to Wales; hed deposited me in Barrons Books and Baubles. Probably just to irritate Barrons.
It took me a few moments to adjust and focus. Having realities swapped so quickly and completely seems to exceed what the human mind can processwe were not fashioned for such a method of traveland it goes blank, like the static on late-night television, for a few seconds. Its a vulnerable time. A person could be ambushed in such a moment.
My hand went instantly to my spear. I was relieved to find it was onceagain there, in the belt draped around myHaha, Vlane, I muttered, pissedhot pink bikini. Jackass. It was no wonder I was cold.
Then my brain processed what I was seeing and I gasped.
Barrons Books and Baubles had been ransacked!
Tables were overturned, books torn from shelves and strewn everywhere, baubles broken. Even my little TV behind the counter had been destroyed.
Barrons? I called warily. It was night and the lights were on. My illusory Alina had told me more than an hour had passed. Was it the same night, nearly dawn? Or was it the night following our theft attempt? Had Barrons come back from Wales yet? Or was he still there, searching for me? When Id been so rudely ripped from reality, who or what had come through those basement doors?
I heard footsteps, boots on hardwood, and turned expectantly toward the connecting doors.
Barrons was framed in the doorway. His eyes were black ice. He stared at me a moment, raking me from head to toe. Nice tan, Ms. Lane. So, where the fuck have you been for the past month?
TWELVE
O ne afternoon, I insisted. I spent maybe six hours there, Barrons!
Id lost a month of my life, on a beach in the sun with Alina. It was incomprehensible. Had I aged a month or stayed the same? What if Id chosen to hang out with Alina for a week? Would I have lost a year? Ten? What had changed since Id been gone? I glanced out the window. One thing hadntit was still raining.
In Faery, you fool, he snarled. You know time doesnt move the same there! We talked about that!
Vlane promised it would be only an hour of my time. He tricked me, I said hotly.
Vlane promised. He tricked me, he mocked in falsetto. What did you expect? Hes a bloody Fae, Ms. Lane, and one of thewhat do you call themdeath-by-sex ones. He seduced you and you fell for it. What else did you fall for? Why did you agree to give him an hour in Faery in the first place?
I didnt agree to give him an hour in Faery! I agreed to spend an hour with him at a time of his choosing. He didnt say anything about where it would be spent.
Why did you agree to spend an hour with him at all?
Because he helped me clear the Shades from the bookstore!
I would have helped you clear the Shades!
You werent there! We were shouting at each other.
Deals with the devil, Ms. Lane, never go well. Thats a given. You will not make one again. Do you understand me? If I have to chain you to a fucking wall to protect you from your own stupidity, I will! He glared at me.
