Copperhead
“Everything splintered, fractured. She was pushed aside and soon she would be no more.
And then as quickly as the attack had come it was gone and her mind was clean and clear. Rook was standing over Grimsby with a steel dagger, its point poking the soft flesh of his neck.
The tall man with the snake eyes cowered, blubbering. She saw the man he had once been: a weak drunkard, now pitiful and crying. Inside him raged the fey, sharp and cunning, choosing to let the human take control for the sake o...f those tears.
Rook’s knifepoint did not waver.
“No,” Helen said. “He’s not worth it.” “He would have destroyed the city,” shouted Rook. “Sometimes things are worth it.” She thought he might be right, but at the same time, she had seen his face when he told her about his past, his present, about the indentured servitude of spying that went on and on and on, all for the mistake of being born havlen. It was not right that this man should bear any more guilt.MoreLess
And then as quickly as the attack had come it was gone and her mind was clean and clear. Rook was standing over Grimsby with a steel dagger, its point poking the soft flesh of his neck.
The tall man with the snake eyes cowered, blubbering. She saw the man he had once been: a weak drunkard, now pitiful and crying. Inside him raged the fey, sharp and cunning, choosing to let the human take control for the sake o...f those tears.
Rook’s knifepoint did not waver.
“No,” Helen said. “He’s not worth it.” “He would have destroyed the city,” shouted Rook. “Sometimes things are worth it.” She thought he might be right, but at the same time, she had seen his face when he told her about his past, his present, about the indentured servitude of spying that went on and on and on, all for the mistake of being born havlen. It was not right that this man should bear any more guilt.MoreLess
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