Queen of the Darkness

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At first he thought she was still alive. The wounds he could see were bad, but there would have been more blood if she had bled out. When he brushed her hair away from her neck, he saw why there wasn't a lot of blood.


He rested a hand on her head. All right. The body was dead, but she was strong enough to make the transition to demon-dead. If there was any sign that she was still there, fresh blood would strengthen her.


He probed cautiously so that he wouldn't punch through her inner barriers and inadvertently finish the kill.


Just outside her inner barriers was an odd little bubble of power. He paused, considered. The bubble had a feeling of emotional warmth that made him suspect. It wasn't the sort of feelings he associated with Luthvian. But there was nothing he could detect that made him believe he would be in danger, so he brushed a psychic tendril against it, lightly.


Lucivar... I was wrong about Marian. You chose well. I wish you both happy.


Tears stung his eyes. He brushed against the inner barriers. They opened with no resistance. He searched for her, searched for the least little flicker of her spirit. Nothing.


Luthvian had returned to the Darkness.


One tear spilled over. "Hell's fire, Luthvian," he said in a broken voice. "Why did you have to wait until you were dead to tell me that? Why—"


"Lucivar!"


He shot to his feet, responding to the grief and anger in Falonar's voice. He paused at the door, looked back. "May the Darkness embrace you, Mother."


Falonar was waiting for him in the kitchen.


"Palanar?" Lucivar asked.


Falonar shook his head. He didn't need to ask about Luthvian. "I saw that." He pointed to a folded sheet of paper on the table.


Lucivar stared at the paper that had his name on it. He didn't recognize the handwriting and felt an instinctive revulsion against touching it. Using Craft, he unfolded the paper, read it, and stormed out the door.


"Lucivar!" Falonar shouted, running after him. "Where are you going?"


"Get back to the eyries," Lucivar said as he strapped the fighting gauntlets over his forearms. "You're in charge now, Prince Falonar."


"Where are you going?"


Lucivar rose to the killing edge, felt the sweet, cold rage wash through him. "I'm going to get my wife and son away from those bitches."


12 / Kaeleer


The attack started the moment Falonar returned to the eyries. His Sapphire shield snapped up around him a second before an arrow would have gone through his back. He called in his longbow, nocked an arrow, added a bit of Sapphire power to the head, and let it fly.


He took a moment to probe the area and assess the enemy. Then he swore viciously. There was a full company of Eyrien warriors out there. None of them wore a Jewel darker than the Green, so his Sapphire Jewels would balance the odds a little, but his own warriors were far outnumbered. Every man would go down fighting, but that wasn't going to save the women and children.


"The communal eyrie!" Hallevar shouted as he herded women and children in that direction. "Move! Move!"


Smart move,Falonar thought approvingly as he let another arrow fly. It was big enough to hold all of them and give his warriors one concentrated battleground instead of scattered ones.


His shield deflected a dozen more arrows. Having risen to the killing edge, he embraced the cold rage and fought with a mind cleansed of emotions.His arrows found their targets.


Someone screamed. Looking to his left, he saw Nurian struggling with an Eyrien Warlord. He started to turn, but before he could draw his bow, another warrior rushed at him with a bladed stick. Vanishing the bow and arrow, he called in his own bladed stick and met the attack. As he danced back and looked for an opening, Nurian screamed again.


Screw honor. This was war. When his adversary came at him again, he met the blow with a dirty, nasty maneuver he'd recently learned from Lucivar that dispatched the enemy with a vengeance.


Even as he turned, expecting to be too late to save the Healer, he heard Jillian shout, "Down, Nurian!"


Hearing Jillian changed Nurian from helpless woman to apprentice warrior. She kicked viciously at the Warlord's groin at the same time she threw herself backward. The kick didn't land solidly, but it was enough to startle the man into letting go of her, and the unexpected move threw him off-balance. As he tried to right himself, an arrow whizzed through the air and buried itself in his chest.


Jillian was already nocking another arrow and taking aim while Nurian scrambled to her feet and ran, hunched over to stay out of the line of fire.


He threw a Sapphire shield in front of Jillian just in time to stop the arrows that would have gone right through her. "Retreat!" he shouted, ready to foam at the mouth when Jillian calmly sent another arrow flying. "Damn you, warrior,retreat !"


That startled her, but it was Nurian's shout that made her run.


Ready to cover their retreat, Falonar glanced back—and swore every vicious curse he knew. Nurian was now standing braced to fight with nothing but an Eyrien stick. Not even abladed stick. What in the name of Hell did the woman think she could do with that? Did she think a warrior was going to come at her barehanded? Fool.Idiot.


He backed toward her, always watching for the next attack. "Retreat," he snarled at her—and then noticed that Jillian, instead of running all the way to the communal eyrie, had stopped halfway there to take up a rearguard position. "Disobey me again and I'll personally whip the skin off your backs.Both of you. Nowretreat !"


They responded the same way any Eyrien warrior would have—they ignored the threat and held their positions. Sohe retreated, forcing them back with him.That they were willing to do. Lucivar must have been out of his mind to think awoman would obey a sensible order. Which made Falonar extremely grateful that Surreal wasn't there. The Darkness only knew how he could have heldher back in this fight.


When they got close enough to the communal eyrie, Hallevar grabbed Jillian and Kohlvar practically threw Nurian threw the doorway. Falonar was the last one in. As soon as he crossed the threshold, he filled the doorway with a Sapphire shield so that they would be protected but still have a good view. Some of the men had taken up positions at the shielded downstairs' windows. Others had gone to the upper rooms. The women and children were all huddled in the main community room.


Hallevar joined him at the door. "You think they're regrouping?"


"I don't know."


Behind them, he heard Tamnar say a bit resentfully, "Well,little warrior, looks like you made your first kill."


He and Hallevar both turned and blasted the same message at Tamnar. *SHUT UP!*


The boy flinched, looked shocked at the harsh reprimand, then slunk over to the window Kohlvar guarded.


Jillian stared at them, her normally brown skin an unhealthy gray. "I killed him?"


Before Falonar could phrase a cautious reply, Hallevar snorted. "You just scratched him enough to let Nurian get away."


Some of the tension drained out of the girl. "Oh. That's... Oh."


"You take a backup position over there," Hallevar said, pointing to a far corner of the room.


"Okay," Jillian said, sounding a little dazed.


Falonar turned back to look out the doorway. "She put that arrow right through the bastard's heart," he said, keeping his voice quiet.


"No reason for her to know that right now," Hallevar replied just as quietly. "Let her believe she just nicked him. We can't afford to have her freeze up if it comes down to that."


"If it comes down to that," Falonar said softly as he settled in to wait.


13 / Kaeleer


Saetan prowled the corridors of the Keep, too restless to stay in one place, too edgy to tolerate being around anyone.


Lucivar should have been backhours ago. He knew Lucivar had slipped out of the Keep late that morning to find out what was delaying Marian's and Daemonar's arrival, but the afternoon was waning, and there was no sign of any of them.


He doubted anyone else had noticed. The coven and the boyos were gathered in one of the large sitting rooms, just as they had gathered every day since Jaenelle had ordered them to remain at the Keep. So they wouldn't realize Lucivar was gone. And Jaenelle and Daemon... Well, they weren't likely to have noticed either.


Surreal had noticed Lucivar's absence, but she'd shrugged it off, saying he was probably with Prothvar and Mephis. Which made him realize that he hadn't seen either ofthem lately.


Somehow he had to find a way to make Jaenelle listen to him, had to find out why she was keeping such a stranglehold on all of them. Whether they acknowledged it or not, they were at war. The Queens and males in the First Circle weren't going to tolerate staying there indefinitely while their people were fighting.Something had to change.Someone had to act.


14 / Kaeleer


Falonar accepted the mug of ale Kohlvar handed to him.


"Makes no sense," Kohlvar said, shaking his head. "No direct attacks anymore, no efforts at a siege, just a few arrows now and then to make sure we know they're still out there."


"They've got us pinned down," Falonar replied. "We're outnumbered, and they know it."


"But what's the sense of pinning us down?"


We can't go anywhere,Falonar thought.We can't report anything.


"What's the sense?" Kohlvar repeated.


"I don't know. But I expect we'll find out sooner or later."


The answer came at twilight. One Warlord openly approached the communal eyrie, his hands held away from his sides, away from his weapons.


"I have a message," he shouted, holding up a white envelope.


"Put it on the ground," Falonar shouted back.


The Warlord shrugged, set the envelope on the ground, then placed a small rock over it to keep it from blowing away. He walked back the way he had come.


A few minutes later, Falonar watched the Eyrien company take flight.


He waited another hour before he used Craft to bring the envelope to the doorway. Still standing on the other side of the Sapphire shield, he created a ball of witchlight to illuminate the writing, the name of the recipient.

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