Angels of Darkness
âDid he suffer?â
Corbanâs mouth opened in a soundless laugh. âNot as much as youâd like, I imagine, but his last three years were unpleasant enough. His face was heavily scarred, you know, from whatever weapon you used. And his reputation was wholly shredded. He was ostracized by Manadavvi and angels alike.â
âBecause he raped a servant girl?â I said scornfully.
âBecause he killed her,â Corban corrected me. âI see you have the lowest possible opinion of Samarian justice, but the Archangel has reasonable ethical standards, and she had never liked Reuel to begin with. She was happy to levy a steep fine and censure him in publicâshe would have liked to do more, but Reuel wouldnât confess to the crime and there was no absolute proof that heâd strangled that poor girl. The servants were mostly afraid to give testimony and his wife wouldnât speak at the trial at all.â
â I could have told themââ I began in a hot voice, and then abruptly fell silent.
âExactly. But the woman who had come to her friendâs aid so dramaticallyâand who had been brought to the Eyrie specifically to speak accusations against Reuel Harthâsomehow disappeared before the trial began.â
I crossed my arms and glared at him, but I felt a gaping hole open in my stomach. The Manadavvi lord escaped some measure of punishment because I had run away? Had I been the one to betray Olive after all?
He answered my unspoken wail of remorse. âIt wouldnât have made much difference, I expect. The fine might have been heavierâthe condemnation more sharply worded. But the end result would have been much the same.â
âThank you,â I whispered.
âI always wondered, though,â he said. âHow did you get out of the Eyrie? Thereâs the new road that lets people go up and down the mountain, but it was still under construction when the trial was going on. I assume you werenât kept under lock and keyâbut back then, the only way to get off the Eyrie was in an angelâs arms. How did you manage to disappear?â
âI went exploring,â I said shortly. I was so shaken by the various revelations of the evening that I was having trouble finishing the conversation in a normal tone of voice. âAnd one day I found thisâI canât explain itâthis open shaft in the back of the hold. With a contraption that moved up and down from the top of the mountain to the base. I figured out how to use the ropes and pulleys to ride the thing down to the ground.â
âRachelâs escape route!â Corban exclaimed. âOf course! She was Gabrielâs angelica, you know, and she was afraid of heights, so she didnât like to be flown down from the Eyrie. Iâd forgotten that cageand-pulley system even existed.â
âWell, I found it,â I said. âAnd then I hid myself in Velora until everyone stopped looking for me.â
I could tell by Corbanâs expression that he was doing a rough calculation. âBut that wasâwhat, three years ago?â
âFour.â
âAnd all this time youâve been running? Thinking the angelsâor the Manadavviâwere still looking for you?â
âYes,â I said.
âAnd thatâs why youâre here. At the Gabriel School. Which, as far as I can tell, is at the very edge of civilized existence. Youâre still running.â
âI suppose.â I was suddenly so tired I could barely muster the strength to answer.
But Corban was energized. He leaned forward, his face alight. I had the sense he might take my arm again, so I scooted back, out of reach. âWell, you donât have to hide anymore,â he said. âReuelâs dead and the angels arenât hunting for you. You can go where you want. Do what you want. Lead a normal life again.â
Laughing faintly, I pushed myself to my feet. I figured Iâd better leave while I still had the strength to walk home. âI donât know that I ever led a normal life,â I said. âAnd Iâm perfectly happy at the Gabriel School. All I need these days is a place to rest.â
He stood up so quickly he almost knocked his chair over. âWait. I want to ask youââ
I had headed for the door, but now I pivoted back to face him. âWeâre done talking about my life,â I said sharply.
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