Iced
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Its hardly an ice cube, Kat says. The Unseelie king himself imprisoned Cruce. You saw the bars shoot up from the floor around him.
Ive got no family. When my mom was killed, Ro made me move into the abbey with the other sidhe-seersthose of us who can see the Fae, and could even before the walls fell. Some of us have unique gifts, too. We used to think of ourselves in terms of us and them, humans and Fae, until we learned that the Unseelie King tampered with us way back, mixing his blood with the bloodlines of six ancient Irish houses. Some say were tainted, that we have the enemy within. I say anything that makes you stronger, duh, makes you stronger.
The alarms not set, Margery counters. And none of us can figure out how to arm the grid that keeps people from getting in. Worse, we cant even get the door closed. Mac tried for hours.
I dont puke the bite of chocolate and peanuts Im trying to swallow but its close. I got to get over my reaction to her name. Every time I hear it, I see the look on her face when she learned the truth about me.
Feck that! I knew what would happen if she found out I killed her sister. Got no business being mopey about it. If you know whats coming and dont do anything to stop it, you got no right to act all surprised and pissy when the crap hits the fan. Rule #1 in the Universe: the crap always hits the fan. Its the nature of crap. Its a fan magnet.
She said it wont respond to her, Margery says. She thinks the king did something to it. Barrons and his men tried to muscle it closed, but no luck. Its stuck open.
Just anyone can wander in, says Colleen. We found the Meehan twins standing down there this morning, hands around the bars, staring up at him like he was some kind of angel!
And what were you doing down there this morning? Kat says to Colleen. Colleen looks away.
Tainted blood or not, Ive got no complaints about being a sidhe-seer. I got the best gifts of all. None of the other sidhe-seers know how to deal with me. Im superfast, superstrong, have superhearing, supersmell, and wicked sharp eyesight. I dont know if I taste better or not. Since I cant taste with anyone elses tongue, I guess Ill never know. The superfast part is the best. I can whiz through a room without people even seeing me. If they feel the breeze of me passing, they usually blame it on an open window. I open windows everywhere I go. Its my camo. If you walk into a room with a lot of open windows, look sharp at breezes that seem contrary to whats coming in from the outside.
Thats because he looks like an angel, Tara says.
Tara Lynn, dont you go there for even a second, Kat says sharply. Cruce would have destroyed us all if hed thought he had something to gain by it, and that was before he read theBook and absorbed its power. Now, he is the Sinsar Dubhthe darkest, most twisted magic of the Fae race. Have you forgotten what it did to Barb? Dont you remember how many people the Book massacred when it didnt have a body? Now it has one. And its beneath our abbey. And you think it looks like an angel? That its pretty? Have you lost your mind?
I wasnt beneath the catacombs last night so I didnt get to see what happened with my own eyes. Id been keeping a distance from that person whose name Im not saying. I heard what happened, though. Its all anyones talking about.
Dude, Vlane is Cruce!
He isnt even Seelie. Hes the worst of all the Unseelie princes.
I can hardly believe it. I had the wickedest crush on him! I thought he was the one who was going to save us all, fighting the good fight, on the human side of the war. Turns out he was warliterally, as in the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypses War, riding alongside his three Unseelie prince brothers: Death, Pestilence, and Famine. Sure enough our myths were right. When they rode our world again everything went straight to hell. Nobody even knew he was alive. Cruce was supposed to have been killed three-quarters of a million years ago. Instead he was masquerading as Vlane all that time, disguising himself with glamour, infiltrating the Seelie court, manipulating events, orchestrating the prime opportunity to take what he wanteddominion over both races.
Fae have patience like beaches have sand. Course, I guess patient is easy to be when you live, like, for-fecking-ever.
I also heard he was one of the four who raped Mthat person whose name Im not thinkingthat day at the church when the Lord Master turned the princes loose on her.
And Id told him I was going to give him my virginity one day! Hed brought me chocolates, been all flirty-flirty!
Vlane is Cruce. Dude. Sometimes thats all you can say.
Tara holds Kats glare defiantly. That doesnt mean I want to set him free. Im just saying hes beautiful. Nobody can argue with that. He has wings like an angel.
He is beautiful. And we have big, big problems. I went down to the catacombs last night, the instant everyone finally cleared out. I made my way through the underground maze until I found the chamber that once held the Sinsar Dubh. And still holds itjust in another skin.
Vlane doesnt look like Vlane anymore. Hes sealed in the center of a block of ice, surrounded by a cage of glowing bars. His head is back, his eyes are iridescent fire, hes roaring, and his enormous black-velvet wings are spread wide. Brilliant tattoos snake beneath skin that shimmers like gold dust. And hes naked. If I hadnt seen other penises in movies, Id be worried about losing my virginity.
Ive got no family. When my mom was killed, Ro made me move into the abbey with the other sidhe-seersthose of us who can see the Fae, and could even before the walls fell. Some of us have unique gifts, too. We used to think of ourselves in terms of us and them, humans and Fae, until we learned that the Unseelie King tampered with us way back, mixing his blood with the bloodlines of six ancient Irish houses. Some say were tainted, that we have the enemy within. I say anything that makes you stronger, duh, makes you stronger.
The alarms not set, Margery counters. And none of us can figure out how to arm the grid that keeps people from getting in. Worse, we cant even get the door closed. Mac tried for hours.
I dont puke the bite of chocolate and peanuts Im trying to swallow but its close. I got to get over my reaction to her name. Every time I hear it, I see the look on her face when she learned the truth about me.
Feck that! I knew what would happen if she found out I killed her sister. Got no business being mopey about it. If you know whats coming and dont do anything to stop it, you got no right to act all surprised and pissy when the crap hits the fan. Rule #1 in the Universe: the crap always hits the fan. Its the nature of crap. Its a fan magnet.
She said it wont respond to her, Margery says. She thinks the king did something to it. Barrons and his men tried to muscle it closed, but no luck. Its stuck open.
Just anyone can wander in, says Colleen. We found the Meehan twins standing down there this morning, hands around the bars, staring up at him like he was some kind of angel!
And what were you doing down there this morning? Kat says to Colleen. Colleen looks away.
Tainted blood or not, Ive got no complaints about being a sidhe-seer. I got the best gifts of all. None of the other sidhe-seers know how to deal with me. Im superfast, superstrong, have superhearing, supersmell, and wicked sharp eyesight. I dont know if I taste better or not. Since I cant taste with anyone elses tongue, I guess Ill never know. The superfast part is the best. I can whiz through a room without people even seeing me. If they feel the breeze of me passing, they usually blame it on an open window. I open windows everywhere I go. Its my camo. If you walk into a room with a lot of open windows, look sharp at breezes that seem contrary to whats coming in from the outside.
Thats because he looks like an angel, Tara says.
Tara Lynn, dont you go there for even a second, Kat says sharply. Cruce would have destroyed us all if hed thought he had something to gain by it, and that was before he read theBook and absorbed its power. Now, he is the Sinsar Dubhthe darkest, most twisted magic of the Fae race. Have you forgotten what it did to Barb? Dont you remember how many people the Book massacred when it didnt have a body? Now it has one. And its beneath our abbey. And you think it looks like an angel? That its pretty? Have you lost your mind?
I wasnt beneath the catacombs last night so I didnt get to see what happened with my own eyes. Id been keeping a distance from that person whose name Im not saying. I heard what happened, though. Its all anyones talking about.
Dude, Vlane is Cruce!
He isnt even Seelie. Hes the worst of all the Unseelie princes.
I can hardly believe it. I had the wickedest crush on him! I thought he was the one who was going to save us all, fighting the good fight, on the human side of the war. Turns out he was warliterally, as in the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypses War, riding alongside his three Unseelie prince brothers: Death, Pestilence, and Famine. Sure enough our myths were right. When they rode our world again everything went straight to hell. Nobody even knew he was alive. Cruce was supposed to have been killed three-quarters of a million years ago. Instead he was masquerading as Vlane all that time, disguising himself with glamour, infiltrating the Seelie court, manipulating events, orchestrating the prime opportunity to take what he wanteddominion over both races.
Fae have patience like beaches have sand. Course, I guess patient is easy to be when you live, like, for-fecking-ever.
I also heard he was one of the four who raped Mthat person whose name Im not thinkingthat day at the church when the Lord Master turned the princes loose on her.
And Id told him I was going to give him my virginity one day! Hed brought me chocolates, been all flirty-flirty!
Vlane is Cruce. Dude. Sometimes thats all you can say.
Tara holds Kats glare defiantly. That doesnt mean I want to set him free. Im just saying hes beautiful. Nobody can argue with that. He has wings like an angel.
He is beautiful. And we have big, big problems. I went down to the catacombs last night, the instant everyone finally cleared out. I made my way through the underground maze until I found the chamber that once held the Sinsar Dubh. And still holds itjust in another skin.
Vlane doesnt look like Vlane anymore. Hes sealed in the center of a block of ice, surrounded by a cage of glowing bars. His head is back, his eyes are iridescent fire, hes roaring, and his enormous black-velvet wings are spread wide. Brilliant tattoos snake beneath skin that shimmers like gold dust. And hes naked. If I hadnt seen other penises in movies, Id be worried about losing my virginity.
