All Chapters of King of the Seditious: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

“Dimurah.” He waved as he strode past the counter. Heading for the backdoor. The command had her leaping to obey, despite herself. She stepped through a swinging half door and headed through a few men parting to make a path. Once outside, she quickened to catch up to him crossing the floating deck to round the front of the structure. “What is it?” She asked urgently as he rounded to face her. Without a word he spun and grabbed her cheeks. Slamming his mouth to hers as she ran into him. Consuming her in a kiss that bordered on violent. She reared back startled. Probably because I’ve never touched her harshly. “You have to go.” He gave her a piercing look. “No.” She shook her head, brows lowering. “No…” You must. “I won’t leave.” She read his face. “Dimurah…” I knew she’d be difficult. “No, Jax. I’ve done everything you ever asked me to. You promised me you’d neve

At first light he bundled her into his arms and pressed kisses to the top of her head. Sliding his large tunic over her head and pulling a pair of his breeches up over her shapely legs while she sat on the edge of his cot watching him with a mournful expression. He rolled the breeches up at the cuff, so they’d be short enough to her. Despite the slightly bagging waist. He wrapped her in his heaviest fur and carried her out of the tent. “Jax. No…” She whimpered into his bare collar. Face tucked into his neck as she clutched him. “You need to go, Murah. Don’t make me be cruel. You know I will.” “You’ve never been cruel to me!” “I know.” “Don’t…” RedBayne was waiting in the foggy courtyard. Holding his arms out for her, but when Savage went to hand her over, she shrieked loud enough to wake the fortress. Savage’s face crumpled. “Dimurah.” RedBayne chastised. “Ye know I won’t hurt ye.” “I won’t go!” She leapt from S

Road Outside LandingTown into MidGale City, Nightway “They’re there.” Phalanx pointed out the three carriages circled in the clearing. He and Savage were resting on their bellies, peering over a grassy hill to watch the ongoings. “Easy pickings.” Savage watched. Face unreadable. Though it had been nearly a month since he’d dropped Dimurah off on Sanctuary Island, he still found himself thinking of nothing else. Wondering how she was. Where she is... What she’s doing... He struggled to focus today. The image of her pretty face kept cropping up in his mind. “Brother, are you with me today?” Phalanx murmured. Giving him a green-eyed study. “Aye.” Below they could hear the tall blonde man giving directions. Savage recognized him from the year past. In this same location… They’d followed the Nauvree here last year, curious as to what he was so c

The day came that the gates opened to let in a mass of slaves that had been rescued from trader ships headed for the Isle. Dimurah was quick to weave into the crowd. Twisting enough to look like she was moving forward but making her way further to the back of the crowd until she was able to get out the gates and across the bridge. Scampering over the boulders bordering the fortress and along the ridge. She hissed through her teeth at the sight of the sheer drop. And down below, in the murky green water, she could see the pink bodies floating as they plopped against the rocks and returned with the waves. She grimaced, having no wish to join them as she lifted her skirts and took care of her footing. Making her way around the edge of the castle to get behind it. As she’d expected, it wasn’t long before a guard shouted a warning announcing her presence on the boulders. But no one ran out to get her. Though they often watched for intruders

“No business of yours.” Savage said. Giving him an icy blue study. “No, it’s not.” The Nauvree admitted. “But, as I said, I’m curious. Are you giving it to the peasants?” Not your affair. Savage tossed him a quick look. Surprised by the assassin’s determination on this subject. “Because it involves your brother?” “My twin.” The Nauvree straightened. Sighing in a way that said they weren’t close. “You were watching us.” “I see most things.” Savage shifted against the counter to face Nauvree. “What precisely is this about?” “Are you giving them away?” “What of it?” Savage tipped his head up to stare down his nose threatening