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The Killing Dance :: Гамильтон Лорел
Страница: 6 из 285His lean, handsome face flushed, eager, a true convert looking for disciples.
I wasn't much of a follower.
"I would offer to teach you true necromancy, not this voodoo dabbling that you've been doing."
Jean-Claude made a soft sound halfway between a laugh and a cough.
I glared at Jean-Claude's amused face but said, "I'm doing just fine with this voodoo dabbling."
"I meant no insult, Ms. Blake. You will need a teacher of some sort soon. If not me, then you must find someone else."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Control, Ms. Blake. Raw power, no matter how impressive, is not the same as power used with great care and great control."
I shook my head. "I'll help you if I can, Mr. Dumare. I'll even participate in a spell if I check it out with a local witch I know first."
"Afraid that I will try and steal your power?"
I smiled. "No, short of killing me, the best you or anyone else can do is borrow."
"You are wise beyond your years, Ms. Blake."
"You aren't that much older than I am," I said. Something crossed over his face, the faintest flicker, and I knew.
"You're his human servant, aren't you?"
Dominic smiled, spreading his hands. " Oui ."
I sighed. "I thought you said you weren't trying to hide anything from me."
"A human servant's job is to be the daytime eyes and ears of his master. I am of no use to my master if vampire hunters can spot me for what I am."
"I spotted you."
"But in another situation, without Sabin at my side, would you have?"
I thought about that for a moment. "Maybe." I shook my head. "I don't know."
"Thank you for your honesty, Ms. Blake."
Sabin said, "I am sure our time is up. Jean-Claude said you had a pressing engagement, Ms. Blake. Much more important than my little problem." There was a little bite to that last.
" Ma petite has a date with her other beau."
Sabin stared at Jean-Claude. "So you are truly allowing her to date another. I thought that at least must be rumor."
"Very little of what you hear about Ma petite is rumor. Believe all you hear."
Sabin chuckled, coughing, as if struggling to keep the laughter from spilling out his ruined mouth. "If I believed everything I heard, I would have come with an army."
"You came with one servant because I allowed you only one servant," Jean-Claude said.
Sabin smiled. "Too true. Come Dominic, we must not take more of Ms. Blake's so valuable time.
I wasn't much of a follower.
"I would offer to teach you true necromancy, not this voodoo dabbling that you've been doing."
Jean-Claude made a soft sound halfway between a laugh and a cough.
I glared at Jean-Claude's amused face but said, "I'm doing just fine with this voodoo dabbling."
"I meant no insult, Ms. Blake. You will need a teacher of some sort soon. If not me, then you must find someone else."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Control, Ms. Blake. Raw power, no matter how impressive, is not the same as power used with great care and great control."
I shook my head. "I'll help you if I can, Mr. Dumare. I'll even participate in a spell if I check it out with a local witch I know first."
"Afraid that I will try and steal your power?"
I smiled. "No, short of killing me, the best you or anyone else can do is borrow."
"You are wise beyond your years, Ms. Blake."
"You aren't that much older than I am," I said. Something crossed over his face, the faintest flicker, and I knew.
"You're his human servant, aren't you?"
Dominic smiled, spreading his hands. " Oui ."
I sighed. "I thought you said you weren't trying to hide anything from me."
"A human servant's job is to be the daytime eyes and ears of his master. I am of no use to my master if vampire hunters can spot me for what I am."
"I spotted you."
"But in another situation, without Sabin at my side, would you have?"
I thought about that for a moment. "Maybe." I shook my head. "I don't know."
"Thank you for your honesty, Ms. Blake."
Sabin said, "I am sure our time is up. Jean-Claude said you had a pressing engagement, Ms. Blake. Much more important than my little problem." There was a little bite to that last.
" Ma petite has a date with her other beau."
Sabin stared at Jean-Claude. "So you are truly allowing her to date another. I thought that at least must be rumor."
"Very little of what you hear about Ma petite is rumor. Believe all you hear."
Sabin chuckled, coughing, as if struggling to keep the laughter from spilling out his ruined mouth. "If I believed everything I heard, I would have come with an army."
"You came with one servant because I allowed you only one servant," Jean-Claude said.
Sabin smiled. "Too true. Come Dominic, we must not take more of Ms. Blake's so valuable time.