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Empire of Night (Age of Legends #2)(68)
Author: Kelley Armstrong

Tyrus gazed out as he considered it. “As much as I dislike the idea – and I suspect Moria would strangle me for agreeing to it – I trust your discretion and your judgment, Ash. There’s only one thing I ask of you.”

“What’s that?”

“Take Guin.”

When Ashyn laughed, Tyrus said, “I’m serious. I can hunt for Moria much better if it’s only me and Daigo.”

“I know,” she said. “I will take her.”

“I’ve done something wrong,” Ronan grumbled as he shoved his spare tunic into his pack.

“You know you haven’t.” Ashyn handed him his sleeping blanket.

“See? Even you’re trying to get rid of me. I’ve done something.”

She sighed. “Yes, Ronan, you have. I’m sorry, but it must be said. You’ve committed a grave offense. You wouldn’t go back to check on your brother and sister until Tyrus put his boot to your arse.”

His brows lifted at her choice of words. Just because she rarely used strong language did not mean she did not know it. In fact, she’d wager her vocabulary for profanity exceeded his own. That’s what came of extensive reading… and growing up around warriors and traders.

“You know Tyrus is right,” she continued. “You ought to check on them, and you want to check on them. You just needed…”

“A kick in the arse?”

“Exactly.” She rolled dried fruit and meat in a cloth.

“He’s making a mistake,” he said.

“Perhaps.”

“There’s no perhaps about it, Ash. How will you survive without me?”

Her brows shot up.

“Will you steal for your supper? Will he? I’m sure Guin would try, for a lark, but she’d be more likely to end up with twenty lashes than food.”

“We have food. We have money, too, thanks to you.”

“It’s not enough.”

“It will be.” When there’s only one person who needs it. She didn’t say that, of course. As far as Ronan knew, he was leaving alone. He wouldn’t readily agree to take her to the city and they’d no time to argue.

“What if you’re attacked? I’m sorry, Ash, but as much as you’ve been practicing with your blade —”

“I’m not as good as my sister. I know that.”

“I was going to say that you’re not as good as me.”

She smiled. “Of course.”

“And Guin is less than useless.”

“I can hear you,” Guin called from the fire.

“Good. Perhaps it will spur you to remedy the situation,” he called back. Then he said to Ashyn, “I’m concerned —”

“Yes, we know,” Tyrus said, walking over with a cloth in hand. “You’re still leaving. It’s a two-day ride to the city. Take a day to check on your siblings. If you wish to return after that, you’ll go here.”

He held out the cloth. On it was a map drawn with burnt wood. “Once I have Moria, I’ll need a place to stay, and a powerful ally to take my case to my father. If you’d asked me a fortnight ago who I could trust, I’d have listed name upon name. But it’s not until your life and the lives of others are at stake that you reevaluate. Harshly reevaluate. My list has been reduced to one. When I reached my twelfth summer, I was sent to live with Goro Okami until my thirteenth. He knows me. His family knows me. While he is a loyal subject, he is not slavishly devoted to my father. He has a sharp mind, and a sharp mind questions before accepting. He’ll listen to my side of the story.”

“I will return,” Ronan said. “So you want me to meet you there?”

“In the area. I’ll want you to stay clear until I am absolutely certain it’s safe. I’ve marked an inn on the map, just beyond Lord Okami’s compound. Wait for me there.”

THIRTY-SIX

Ashyn and Guin followed Ronan at a distance. It was easy enough. He didn’t expect trouble now that he traveled alone. Ashyn just had to wait until they had enough distance from Tyrus that Ronan couldn’t send her back to him.

“Do you love him?” Guin asked as they rode.

Ashyn started to say an abrupt no, then stopped herself and said instead, “That’s a complicated question.”

“No, it isn’t. You do or you don’t. It’s that simple.”

“Is it?” Ashyn looked at the young woman. “I used to think so. I’m not so sure anymore. It isn’t like lighting a candle, which either catches or it doesn’t. It’s like trying to light a fire. Sometimes you get a spark and you aren’t sure if it’s enough. It might start the fire. Or it might just sputter out.”

“Candles can be lit and then go out.”

“True.”

“Love can, too. Or perhaps it isn’t love. You think it is, and then it goes wrong, and you realize it probably wasn’t at all. It was just desperation.”

Ashyn looked over sharply. Guin kept her face forward, expressionless.

“I imagine such a realization would be… difficult,” Ashyn said carefully.

“It is, at the time. Later…” Guin shrugged. “Later you see your error. Unfortunately, it can come too late.”

“There was someone, then?” Ashyn prodded. “For you?”

“No. There was no one for me.” Another moment of silent riding, then she continued, “I simply thought there was. I have mentioned that my parents had difficulty finding me a husband. I became a burden, as unwed daughters do. I tried to fix the problem. I was too thin, so I ate as much as I could, but it went into the wrong places. I was plain of face, so I tried elixirs of every sort, but all they gave me was bad skin. I sought to be pleasing to men in other ways, to be accomplished and sweet-natured, and I discovered…” She shrugged. “I discovered I was a poor performer. I cannot be what I’m not.”

   
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