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A Lick Of Frost :: Гамильтон Лорел
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The smell of flowers grew stronger for a moment, but the wind began to die down. Then the smell began to fade like expensive perfume when the wearer leaves the room. I felt a tension go out of the men around me. The humans simply looked puzzled. "Your perfume is amazing, Princess," Biggs said. "What is it?"
"We'll talk about cosmetics later, Mr. Biggs," I said.
He looked embarrassed. "Of course. I am sorry. There is something about you people that just makes a poor lawyer forget himself." His words could be terribly true. I was hoping that no one in this room discovered just how true they could be.
"King of the Seelie Court, you insult me, and my court, and through me, my queen," I said.
"Meredith." his voice breathed through the room and caressed my skin, as if it had fingers.
Nelson whimpered.
"Stop it!" I yelled, and there was an echo of power to my voice. "If you do not cease trying to bespell me, I will have this mirror blanked, and there will be no more talks."
"They attacked a woman of my court. They must be given over to us for punishment."
"Give us proof of the crimes, Uncle."
"The word of a Seelie noble is proof enough," he said, and now his voice didn't sound seductive. It sounded angry.
"But the word of an Unseelie noble is worth nothing, is that it?" I asked.
"Our histories speak for themselves," he said.
I wished I could have afforded to have the lawyers to move so that I could see Taranis, but I did not dare. With him blocked from my sight I could think. I could be angry.
"Then you call me a liar. Is that it, Uncle?"
"Not you, Meredith, never you."
"One of the men you accuse was with me when the Lady Caitrin claims he was raping. He could not have been with her, and with me, at the same time. She lies, or she believes someone else's lie."
Doyle's hand tensed in mine. He was right. I'd said too much. Dammit, but these word games were hard. So many secrets to keep track of, and so hard to decide who knew what, and when to tell anyone anything.
"Meredith," he said, his voice pushing against me again, almost like a touch, "Meredith, come to me, to us."
Nelson made a sound like a soft scream. Cortez said, "I can't hold her!"
Shelby went to help him and I could suddenly see the mirror.
I could see the tall, imposing figure. The sight was enough to add weight to his words, so it was like a push. "Meredith, come to me."
He held his hand out to me, and I knew I should take his hand, knew it.
The smell of flowers grew stronger for a moment, but the wind began to die down. Then the smell began to fade like expensive perfume when the wearer leaves the room. I felt a tension go out of the men around me. The humans simply looked puzzled. "Your perfume is amazing, Princess," Biggs said. "What is it?"
"We'll talk about cosmetics later, Mr. Biggs," I said.
He looked embarrassed. "Of course. I am sorry. There is something about you people that just makes a poor lawyer forget himself." His words could be terribly true. I was hoping that no one in this room discovered just how true they could be.
"King of the Seelie Court, you insult me, and my court, and through me, my queen," I said.
"Meredith." his voice breathed through the room and caressed my skin, as if it had fingers.
Nelson whimpered.
"Stop it!" I yelled, and there was an echo of power to my voice. "If you do not cease trying to bespell me, I will have this mirror blanked, and there will be no more talks."
"They attacked a woman of my court. They must be given over to us for punishment."
"Give us proof of the crimes, Uncle."
"The word of a Seelie noble is proof enough," he said, and now his voice didn't sound seductive. It sounded angry.
"But the word of an Unseelie noble is worth nothing, is that it?" I asked.
"Our histories speak for themselves," he said.
I wished I could have afforded to have the lawyers to move so that I could see Taranis, but I did not dare. With him blocked from my sight I could think. I could be angry.
"Then you call me a liar. Is that it, Uncle?"
"Not you, Meredith, never you."
"One of the men you accuse was with me when the Lady Caitrin claims he was raping. He could not have been with her, and with me, at the same time. She lies, or she believes someone else's lie."
Doyle's hand tensed in mine. He was right. I'd said too much. Dammit, but these word games were hard. So many secrets to keep track of, and so hard to decide who knew what, and when to tell anyone anything.
"Meredith," he said, his voice pushing against me again, almost like a touch, "Meredith, come to me, to us."
Nelson made a sound like a soft scream. Cortez said, "I can't hold her!"
Shelby went to help him and I could suddenly see the mirror.
I could see the tall, imposing figure. The sight was enough to add weight to his words, so it was like a push. "Meredith, come to me."
He held his hand out to me, and I knew I should take his hand, knew it.