The Lost Heiress #2
“Rule of the Watch BRAYLWIN POURED half a flaskful of Rocallion’s best wine into a glass and sipped it, licking every drop from his lips. As Carys came in, his hand hovered over the dish of spiced chicken, picking out a succulent piece.
“Well?”
She went over to the fire and stared down angrily into the flames, leaning her forehead on the chimney-piece. “You’re scum, Braylwin. Odious, stinking scum.”
He smiled an oily smile. “Ah, poor Carys. How hard she takes it! And not even to have any reward ...at the end of it—because all that will be mine. Anyway, it was your idea.” He spat a bone elegantly to one side and mopped his lips. “Tell Uncle all about it.”
“Galen’s gone. And the boy.”
“You got them past the guard?”
“Only too easily.”
“And they had no idea I knew about them? None at all, Carys?”
She twisted, glaring at him. “Not from me. But Galen’s . . . Well, he’s got ways of knowing. I can’t be sure.”
“Mmm. Well, it will have to do. Because if I thought you were playing your little tricks on me, sweetie, your uncle would be annoyed.MoreLess
“Well?”
She went over to the fire and stared down angrily into the flames, leaning her forehead on the chimney-piece. “You’re scum, Braylwin. Odious, stinking scum.”
He smiled an oily smile. “Ah, poor Carys. How hard she takes it! And not even to have any reward ...at the end of it—because all that will be mine. Anyway, it was your idea.” He spat a bone elegantly to one side and mopped his lips. “Tell Uncle all about it.”
“Galen’s gone. And the boy.”
“You got them past the guard?”
“Only too easily.”
“And they had no idea I knew about them? None at all, Carys?”
She twisted, glaring at him. “Not from me. But Galen’s . . . Well, he’s got ways of knowing. I can’t be sure.”
“Mmm. Well, it will have to do. Because if I thought you were playing your little tricks on me, sweetie, your uncle would be annoyed.MoreLess
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