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A Kiss Of Shadows :: Гамильтон Лорел
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I peered at Doyle'sclosed eyes and blank face. "Please continue," he said.
"Gran is half brownie and half human. She was willing to sleep with him, because she wanted more than anything to be a part of the Seelie Court." Silently, because it wasn't part of the story, I didn't blame Gran. She more than even myself understood what it was like to tread two very different worlds.
The plane had straightened but was still shuddering as wind buffeted it from every side. A rough flight. "Are you bored yet?" I asked.
"Anything you say will be most fascinating until we reach the ground in safety."
"You know, you're cute when you're scared."
He did the open eyes to slits, glare, close eyes again. "Please continue."
"Gran bore two beautiful twin girls. Uar's curse was ended, and Gran was one of the ladies of the court—Uar's wife, as a matter of fact, because she'd borne him children. To my knowledge, my grandfather never touched his 'wife' again. He was one of the fine and shining gentlemen. Gran was a little too common for him now that he was curse-free."
"He is a powerful warrior," Doyle said, eyes still closed.
"Who?"
"Uar."
"That's right; you must have fought against him in the wars in Europe."
"He was a very worthy opponent."
"Are you trying to make me feel better about him?"
The plane had actually flown straight and relatively smoothly for about three minutes. It was enough for Doyle to open his eyes completely. "You sounded very bitter just now."
"My grandfather beat my Gran for years. He thought if he hurt her enough he'd drive her away from court, because legally he couldn't divorce her without her permission. He couldn't put her aside because she'd given him children."
"Why did she not simply leave him?"
"Because if she were no longer Uar's wife she would no longer be welcome at court. They would never have allowed her to take her daughters with her. She stayed to make sure her children would be safe."
"The queen was most puzzled when your father invited your mother's mother to accompany the two of you into exile."
"Gran was his lady of the house. She oversaw the household for him."
"She was a servant, then," Doyle said.
It was my turn to glare. "No, she was… she was his right hand. They raised me together for those ten years."
"When you left the court this last time, so did your grandmother. She opened a bed-and-breakfast."
"I've seen the write-ups in the magazines: Victoria, Good Housekeeping.
I peered at Doyle'sclosed eyes and blank face. "Please continue," he said.
"Gran is half brownie and half human. She was willing to sleep with him, because she wanted more than anything to be a part of the Seelie Court." Silently, because it wasn't part of the story, I didn't blame Gran. She more than even myself understood what it was like to tread two very different worlds.
The plane had straightened but was still shuddering as wind buffeted it from every side. A rough flight. "Are you bored yet?" I asked.
"Anything you say will be most fascinating until we reach the ground in safety."
"You know, you're cute when you're scared."
He did the open eyes to slits, glare, close eyes again. "Please continue."
"Gran bore two beautiful twin girls. Uar's curse was ended, and Gran was one of the ladies of the court—Uar's wife, as a matter of fact, because she'd borne him children. To my knowledge, my grandfather never touched his 'wife' again. He was one of the fine and shining gentlemen. Gran was a little too common for him now that he was curse-free."
"He is a powerful warrior," Doyle said, eyes still closed.
"Who?"
"Uar."
"That's right; you must have fought against him in the wars in Europe."
"He was a very worthy opponent."
"Are you trying to make me feel better about him?"
The plane had actually flown straight and relatively smoothly for about three minutes. It was enough for Doyle to open his eyes completely. "You sounded very bitter just now."
"My grandfather beat my Gran for years. He thought if he hurt her enough he'd drive her away from court, because legally he couldn't divorce her without her permission. He couldn't put her aside because she'd given him children."
"Why did she not simply leave him?"
"Because if she were no longer Uar's wife she would no longer be welcome at court. They would never have allowed her to take her daughters with her. She stayed to make sure her children would be safe."
"The queen was most puzzled when your father invited your mother's mother to accompany the two of you into exile."
"Gran was his lady of the house. She oversaw the household for him."
"She was a servant, then," Doyle said.
It was my turn to glare. "No, she was… she was his right hand. They raised me together for those ten years."
"When you left the court this last time, so did your grandmother. She opened a bed-and-breakfast."
"I've seen the write-ups in the magazines: Victoria, Good Housekeeping.