WITH A SOFT TOUCH IGNATIUS eased the door to the Princess' room open, not wishing to disturb her if she still slept. He stopped short in surprise. Catherine sat at the table, head turned his way, and he inwardly flinched at the sight of those red, raw looking eyes, green irises in sharp contrast. From the bed the quiet steady sound of Kassandra's breathing broke the silence.Stepping into the room and closing the door, he bowed to Catherine then took a seat at the table.'Your Highness,' he hesitatingly spoke. 'I am deeply sorry for your loss.'She nodded and visibly swallowed, setting the glass she held back on the table before nodding again, turning her head away from him. He watched while her shoulders and back shook, a tiny tragic sound escaping and she pulled her knees up onto the seat, wrapping both arms around her legs. The obvious pain emanating from her made him feel clumsy and he fumbled for something to say. Instead he reached out and tentatively placed a hand on her back
I TURNED TO SEE KASSIE at the edge of the bed, her hair a tangled mess of curls and hazel eyes regarding me with concern. Ignatius squeezed my foot and I turned to him.'I'll have some food brought in?''Yes,' I slid a hand down from my knee and gave his hand a light touch. 'And thank you.'His eyes looked warm, sympathetic and he gave a minute nod then stood. 'It was my pleasure, Your Highness.'Kassie half fell off the bed in her haste to get down and I heard the door close behind Ignatius before my friend's arms closed tight around my shoulders.'Okay, I'm telling this 'cause I love you,' Kassie said in a teasing tone. 'Wash, now! There's a bucket and cloth in the corner. Go on, I'll look out the window and catch you up on what you've missed.'Rolling my eyes at her I stood with a groan, the feeling of pins and needles running through my stiff legs and numb backside. A chair screeched when Kassie shifted it to look out of the window. I stripped off the shirt and pants, wonderi
IGNATIUS WAS ON HIS FEET in an instant, a hand on Catherine's chair when her facewhiter than a ghostwent vacant and she drew her hands to her mouth, her eyes looking tragic again.'What? Your Highness, what's happened?' His heart pounded, body tense as he stared at her, willing her to answer.Catherine's eyes met his and the vacant expression vanished. 'Loushka!'The mention of Alek's griffon surprised Ignatius; he had assumed the link between the red-maned griffon and Catherine would have dissolved with the others. Catherine shoved her chair back, the wood screeching, and made for the door.Ignatius lunged after her with a curse. 'Princess, wait!'He hadn't wanted the soldiers or allies to see her yet, not until she looked calmer and more like their sovereign, but she didn't slow, racing down the corridor. He hit the stairs a moment after her and took them two at a time, just managing to catch her arm before she reached the top and stepped onto the deck. In a swift and not unexpe
I DID GET SOME COMFORT in the familiar faces of those joining us from the General Guard and the Centaur Cavalry and the allies provided a fantastic distraction. Not knowing what to expect, it fascinated me to be able to put names to faces. Ignatius introduced me to the Draoths, who were the sailors on this ship. I caught a fleeting expression of surprise from the Lieutenant when I greeted the men pleasantly, and wondered why, but let the thought go and greeted the next Draoth in line. Their skin was smooth and hairless, dark green on the backs of their arms, legs and head, while their underside and faces were a lighter tan. It looked similar to the skin a dolphin hadthick and hardy. Their dark, nearly black eyes were somewhat disconcerting and so too was the flash of pointy teeth when I greeted another. Then I realized what surprised Ignatius.Were we speaking another language?It only registered when I turned to speak to Kassie then back to the line, a subtle hum in my ears before I
'AGAIN.'The dark fury in Sabyn's voice caused the goblin he'd snapped the command at, to frown. The air felt tense when Sabyn repeated the word with a snarl.'AGAIN!''No.'The goblin stepped back and pointed his sword at Sabyn. 'I don't know what you're playing at, friend, but this isn't the solution. Training is one thing, this is another.'The stocky creature with dark grey skin and black tufted ears turned his back on Sabyn. All those standing in the semi-circle tensed, watching Sabyn with edgy eyes. Loi's mouth felt as dry as sawdust and she swallowed, trying to moisten it, her eyes locked on him. The tall man flexed his broad shoulders, glaring at something past their heads and she knew he relived that awful morning again, his hand flexing around the handle of his sword. The ship swayed when a sudden change in wind hit and those watching drifted off to help the Draoths. Loi ignored them, her eyes still on Sabyn who seemed locked in a living nightmare, muttering and shaking
'HE WAS SO YOUNG!' Loushka chuckled and it rumbled through me. 'Well, the youngest of the group. He did everything the older boys did, determined not to weaken the team. They didn't know he cried himself to sleep the first few nights, he was so sore from the training.''Brave boy,' I thought while watching Loushka's memories and shifted closer, burrowing into her thick mane that shielded me from the biting wind.The lanky, scrawny youth in the griffon's memories was instantly recognizable; his mop of black hair constantly falling into the overlarge navy eyes which were dwarfed by thick black brows. Such a gawky looking thing, I thought and couldn't help giggling, tears flowing.The contradicting emotions, joy of seeing him so real and alive, and so young! Then grief at knowing what became of this determined teen I watched via Loushka's memories, felt exhausting, but I loved to watch him.'Oh god, Loushka. I don't know how I'm going to live without him.'Loushka stayed silent,
Slumped in the seat at the table, my mind seemed locked in a grey, dull limbo and the practical voice shouted from some distance, urging me to get angry, to do somethinganything! I looked around the room, eyes dragging over the little details; a sock beside one of the trunks, a knot in a floorboard, a dark blue spot staining the food tray.That dark blue registered in my mind and the dull grey fog exploded with colour when the pain hit.I tipped off the chair to the floor, a strange harsh rasping noise escaping my throat, eyes filling with hot tears while I struggled for breath on my hands and knees. Brilliant streaks of red and vivid yellow flashed through the grey before darkening to deep thunderous shades, wreaking havoc on my soul. It forced the shift to Elemental and I flopped to my side in a foetal position, my mind locked on those images of Alek and those awful last moments as the flames consumed me, flooding my veins with an insane heat.To watch, helplessly, when the one yo
IN THE KITCHEN THE COOK, flushed from the heat of the massive ovens, frowned at Ignatius. 'She should be eating something!''Can't you add an egg to it?'The low smooth tones of Leseach's voice set Ignatius' teeth on edge. He refused to turn and acknowledge her but nodded to the cook. 'Yes! That'll make it better.'The cook grumbled, not fully satisfied but set to making the drink while he and the Northerner watched. Knowing she stood just behind him caused a knot of muscles between his shoulder blades to tighten and he twisted to glare at the blonde alien, hating the way she could nearly look him in the eyes with her extreme height. 'I don't believe I require your assistance.'Her queerly striped eyes regarded him flatly. 'Rashid suggested we discuss the sleeping arrangements with guarding the Princess. I understand you have specific orders from the Archduchess to watch over her?'Relief at not having to demand the right or create an explanation for sleeping in Catherine'