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A Caress Of Twilight :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 170 из 236" He spread his arms wide as he said it, almost bowing as hehung, fluttering.
"What does that mean, Sage?" Doyle said. "Exactly what it means, no prevaricating, just the truth, all of it."
He gave another turn in midair so he could look directly at Doyle. Sage could have simply glanced over his shoulder, but I think he wanted Doyle to know he was being looked at. "You want truth, Darkness, all of it?"
"Yes," Doyle said, his thick voice, lower, deeper, not angry, but a tone that had made many a sidhe pale.
Sage laughed, a joyous tinkling sound that nearly drew a smile from me. He was very good at glamour, better than I thought any demi-fey could be. "Oh, you'll be angrier than that when you hear what my dear queen has done."
"Just tell us, Sage," I said. "Quit drawing out the story."
He turned to me, hovered close enough for the breath of his wings to caress my face. "Say please." His tone made it an insult.
Galen tensed, and Rhys laid a hand on his shoulder. I think I wasn't the only one who didn't quite trust Galen around the demi-fey.
"Please," I said. I had a lot of faults, but false pride wasn't one of them. It cost me nothing to say please to the tiny man.
He smiled, obviously happy. "Since you asked nicely." He grabbed his tiny crotch through the filmy skirt he wore. "The cure is trapped here, where Queen Niceven laid it."
I felt my eyes widen.
"How does Meredith retrieve the cure?" Doyle asked. His voice held emptiness, no tone at all.
Sage smiled, and even on a face not much bigger than my thumb, I recognized a leer when I saw it. "The same way the queen gave it to me.
"Niceven is not allowed intercourse with anyone but her husband," Doyle said.
"Ah, but there are exceptions to every rule. You should know that, Darkness, better than most."
Doyle seemed to blush, though through the pure night of his skin, it was hard to be sure. "If Queen Andais knows she has broken her marriage vows, it will go badly for your queen."
"The demi-fey never held to such rules until Andais grew jealous of Niceven's children. Three children she has, three pure-blood demi-fey. Only one belonged to Pol, but Andais chose that match to be permanent. Andais envies Niceven her babes, and all the court knows it."
"I would be careful who I told that to," Rhys said. There was no teasing in his voice, just truth.
Sage brushed it away with his tiny hands. "You requested a cure for your green knight, and there is only one cure for it. She had to lay with me to lay the spell within me.
"What does that mean, Sage?" Doyle said. "Exactly what it means, no prevaricating, just the truth, all of it."
He gave another turn in midair so he could look directly at Doyle. Sage could have simply glanced over his shoulder, but I think he wanted Doyle to know he was being looked at. "You want truth, Darkness, all of it?"
"Yes," Doyle said, his thick voice, lower, deeper, not angry, but a tone that had made many a sidhe pale.
Sage laughed, a joyous tinkling sound that nearly drew a smile from me. He was very good at glamour, better than I thought any demi-fey could be. "Oh, you'll be angrier than that when you hear what my dear queen has done."
"Just tell us, Sage," I said. "Quit drawing out the story."
He turned to me, hovered close enough for the breath of his wings to caress my face. "Say please." His tone made it an insult.
Galen tensed, and Rhys laid a hand on his shoulder. I think I wasn't the only one who didn't quite trust Galen around the demi-fey.
"Please," I said. I had a lot of faults, but false pride wasn't one of them. It cost me nothing to say please to the tiny man.
He smiled, obviously happy. "Since you asked nicely." He grabbed his tiny crotch through the filmy skirt he wore. "The cure is trapped here, where Queen Niceven laid it."
I felt my eyes widen.
"How does Meredith retrieve the cure?" Doyle asked. His voice held emptiness, no tone at all.
Sage smiled, and even on a face not much bigger than my thumb, I recognized a leer when I saw it. "The same way the queen gave it to me.
"Niceven is not allowed intercourse with anyone but her husband," Doyle said.
"Ah, but there are exceptions to every rule. You should know that, Darkness, better than most."
Doyle seemed to blush, though through the pure night of his skin, it was hard to be sure. "If Queen Andais knows she has broken her marriage vows, it will go badly for your queen."
"The demi-fey never held to such rules until Andais grew jealous of Niceven's children. Three children she has, three pure-blood demi-fey. Only one belonged to Pol, but Andais chose that match to be permanent. Andais envies Niceven her babes, and all the court knows it."
"I would be careful who I told that to," Rhys said. There was no teasing in his voice, just truth.
Sage brushed it away with his tiny hands. "You requested a cure for your green knight, and there is only one cure for it. She had to lay with me to lay the spell within me.