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A Caress Of Twilight :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 137 из 236After that, your battles are your own."
Kitto began to suck on my finger like a baby, gently at first, then harder, harder, teeth beginning to graze my skin. "He's sucking my finger, Kurag."
"I'd take the finger out before you lose it. He's not in his right mind yet, and goblins can bite through iron."
Kitto fought me, his mouth trying to hold on to my finger. By the time I pulled it free, his eyes were trying to open.
"Kitto," I said.
He didn't react to his name, or anything else, but he was warmer, and he was moving.
"He's moving, and he's warmer," I said.
"Good, very good. I've done my good deed, Merry. The rest is up to you."
I looked directly into the blade again, instead of down at Kitto. "You're just going to sit back and watch who wins, aren't you?"
"What matters to us who sits on the Unseelie throne? It matters to us only who sits on the goblin throne."
Doyle's deep voice cut in. "And what if Cel's followers were planning war with the Seelie?" Doyle knelt down, one hand squeezing gently but firmly on my shoulder. I think he was warning me not to interrupt.
"What are you babbling about, Darkness?"
"I am privy to much among the sidhe that the goblins do not know."
"You are not at court now."
"I am not without ears."
"Spies, you mean."
"I did not use such a word."
"Fine, fine, play the word games that you are all so fond of, but speak plainly to me."
"There are those at the Unseelie Court who believe Andais is desperate to have Meredith named her heir. They believe having a mortal on the throne is the end of them. They are talking about going to war on the Seelie before they all become powerless mortals. Our strength comes from our kings and queens, as you know."
"What you tell me is enough to make me throw in my lot with Cel's people."
"If the goblins were Merry's allies, then no one at the Unseelie Court would risk fighting against her. They dare to challenge the Seelie only because they assume they will have the goblins' support."
"What is it to us if the sidhe kill each other off?"
"You are bound by word, blood, earth, fire, water, and air to support the rightful heir to the Unseelie throne in all matters of strife. If Merry sits on the throne and Unseelie rebels fight against her while you sit back and do nothing, then your oath will come back upon you."
"You can't frighten me, sidhe.
Kitto began to suck on my finger like a baby, gently at first, then harder, harder, teeth beginning to graze my skin. "He's sucking my finger, Kurag."
"I'd take the finger out before you lose it. He's not in his right mind yet, and goblins can bite through iron."
Kitto fought me, his mouth trying to hold on to my finger. By the time I pulled it free, his eyes were trying to open.
"Kitto," I said.
He didn't react to his name, or anything else, but he was warmer, and he was moving.
"He's moving, and he's warmer," I said.
"Good, very good. I've done my good deed, Merry. The rest is up to you."
I looked directly into the blade again, instead of down at Kitto. "You're just going to sit back and watch who wins, aren't you?"
"What matters to us who sits on the Unseelie throne? It matters to us only who sits on the goblin throne."
Doyle's deep voice cut in. "And what if Cel's followers were planning war with the Seelie?" Doyle knelt down, one hand squeezing gently but firmly on my shoulder. I think he was warning me not to interrupt.
"What are you babbling about, Darkness?"
"I am privy to much among the sidhe that the goblins do not know."
"You are not at court now."
"I am not without ears."
"Spies, you mean."
"I did not use such a word."
"Fine, fine, play the word games that you are all so fond of, but speak plainly to me."
"There are those at the Unseelie Court who believe Andais is desperate to have Meredith named her heir. They believe having a mortal on the throne is the end of them. They are talking about going to war on the Seelie before they all become powerless mortals. Our strength comes from our kings and queens, as you know."
"What you tell me is enough to make me throw in my lot with Cel's people."
"If the goblins were Merry's allies, then no one at the Unseelie Court would risk fighting against her. They dare to challenge the Seelie only because they assume they will have the goblins' support."
"What is it to us if the sidhe kill each other off?"
"You are bound by word, blood, earth, fire, water, and air to support the rightful heir to the Unseelie throne in all matters of strife. If Merry sits on the throne and Unseelie rebels fight against her while you sit back and do nothing, then your oath will come back upon you."
"You can't frighten me, sidhe.