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Danse Macabre :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 41 из 427«Why do you want me to open my mouth? What difference does it make toyou?»
«You are strong, Anita, so strong. The walls of your inner tower are high, and wide, but not impenetrable.»
I was getting angry, and I wasn't sure what that would do to my inner tower and its walls. I did not want the beast to rise while we were still doing introductions. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, but said what my anger wanted me to say; I just wasn't angry when I said it. «Either let me go, or breach those walls, but either way this ends.»
«How so?»
«I've done all that vampire etiquette requires, so either let me go, or I call in my guards and they force you to let me go.»
«Do you need help to break free of me?» she asked, and her voice was singsong again.
«Unless I'm willing to shoot you, yes.»
Graham came close enough to say quietly, «Say the word, Anita, and we move her.» He sounded eager, or angry. I guess I couldn't blame him. This whole thing had gone beyond grandstanding to just plain rude.
Samuel came to our side. «Thea, this is not the way.»
She turned her head and looked at him. «Then what is the way?»
«Perhaps you could simply ask.»
A look crossed her face, as if that would never have occurred to her, then she laughed, a high wild sound, and for a second I thought I heard the laughter of seagulls. «So simple, my darling Samuel, so simple.» She released the grip on my hair so I could move my neck, which was a relief. She stayed entwined around me, but not so forcefully. We were still too close for comfort, but it was more friendly. «My deepest apologies, Anita; it has been so long since I met anyone who could withstand my desires that I simply kept trying to force. Forgive me.»
«Let me go, and I will.»
She gave that laugh again, and it wasn't my imagination. When she laughed I heard the sound that herring gulls make, and the whisper of surf. She let me go, stepped back. The moment she moved back the tension level in the room plummeted. All the guards on every side had thought the flags were about to go up. Me, too.
She bowed. «My deepest apologies. I underestimated you, and I am ashamed of my actions.»
«I accept your apology.»
She stood and regarded me with those black eyes in that pale white and gold face, as if some delicate porcelain doll had the eyes of a movie demon. «You know that we are offering our sons as your pommes de sang .»
I nodded. «Jean-Claude told me, and I'm honored.» Actually it creeped me out, but I understood that it was supposed to be an honor.
«You are strong, Anita, so strong. The walls of your inner tower are high, and wide, but not impenetrable.»
I was getting angry, and I wasn't sure what that would do to my inner tower and its walls. I did not want the beast to rise while we were still doing introductions. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, but said what my anger wanted me to say; I just wasn't angry when I said it. «Either let me go, or breach those walls, but either way this ends.»
«How so?»
«I've done all that vampire etiquette requires, so either let me go, or I call in my guards and they force you to let me go.»
«Do you need help to break free of me?» she asked, and her voice was singsong again.
«Unless I'm willing to shoot you, yes.»
Graham came close enough to say quietly, «Say the word, Anita, and we move her.» He sounded eager, or angry. I guess I couldn't blame him. This whole thing had gone beyond grandstanding to just plain rude.
Samuel came to our side. «Thea, this is not the way.»
She turned her head and looked at him. «Then what is the way?»
«Perhaps you could simply ask.»
A look crossed her face, as if that would never have occurred to her, then she laughed, a high wild sound, and for a second I thought I heard the laughter of seagulls. «So simple, my darling Samuel, so simple.» She released the grip on my hair so I could move my neck, which was a relief. She stayed entwined around me, but not so forcefully. We were still too close for comfort, but it was more friendly. «My deepest apologies, Anita; it has been so long since I met anyone who could withstand my desires that I simply kept trying to force. Forgive me.»
«Let me go, and I will.»
She gave that laugh again, and it wasn't my imagination. When she laughed I heard the sound that herring gulls make, and the whisper of surf. She let me go, stepped back. The moment she moved back the tension level in the room plummeted. All the guards on every side had thought the flags were about to go up. Me, too.
She bowed. «My deepest apologies. I underestimated you, and I am ashamed of my actions.»
«I accept your apology.»
She stood and regarded me with those black eyes in that pale white and gold face, as if some delicate porcelain doll had the eyes of a movie demon. «You know that we are offering our sons as your pommes de sang .»
I nodded. «Jean-Claude told me, and I'm honored.» Actually it creeped me out, but I understood that it was supposed to be an honor.