Lupi 04 - Night Season
Hammond, who did odd jobs for them sometimes. Hammond had been a drifter, not a villager, but heâd lived here over a year. Suddenly heâd quit and left the villageâhours before the innkeeper discovered his guest sitting on urine-wet sheets and counting his fingers.
âPeople donât drift into Ahk territory,â Tash said, âunless theyâre idiots. You say Hammond was seen heading for the mountains?â
The innkeeper nodded unhappily. âI thought Derreck was wrong about that. Seemed like he had to be. Bell isnât all that bright, but he knows better than to enter Ahk land. Listen, youâll take this fellow with you, right? We canât keep him here.â
Cynna backed out of the room, leaving Bilbo arguing with the innkeeper about whose responsibility the poor man was. If you could call what remained a man.
Cullen came with her. âLetâs get some air.â
She nodded. The stew sheâd had for supper wasnât sitting well in a stomach turned raw by pity.
They didnât go far. The temperature had dropped, and icy pellets mixed with snow sifted through the frigid air. The porch was covered, though, and there was no wind; the cold, clean air did clear up her nausea.
Cynna stood at the porch rail watching the way white mingled with darkness in the wintry air. Cullen came up behind her. Heâd let his mage light puff out, so the only light came from her own little ball of light.
âIt occurs to me,â he said softly, âthat our thief didnât lose his mind until he lost the medallion.â
He was right. The man had made it here, hadnât he? Heâd seemed normal to the innkeeper until the next dayâ¦âThe First Councilor said the medallion ate the mind of anyone it couldnât bond with. She didnât say the damage didnât happen until someone else got hold of it, but thatâs what it looks like.â
âMaybe she didnât want us to think about grabbing it for ourselves.â
Cynna shivered. âNo temptation here. What Iâm wondering is why this Bell Hammond would take it. How did he know it existed? The innkeeper never saw it. That poor man wouldnât have pulled it out to show the boy. Even if he did, Hammond shouldnât have known what it was.â
Cullen shook his head. âWeâre missing something.â
âA lot, I suspect.â And her head was too thick to make sense of it tonight. Cynna sighed. âI need some sleep.â
He moved up behind her, putting his arms around her. âIn that damned crowded bed.â
Turned out the beds were plenty bigâ¦big enough to hold three people apiece. More, if they were gnome-size people. Or that was the plan, since there were so few rooms. She and Cullen would be sharing with Steve. âCould be worse. We could have drawn Gan for a bunkmate.â
âGood point. Iâm betting sheâs a bed hog. Ahâ¦Iâm not coming up with you yet. Tash has lost two guard and, while this inn is wonderfully comfortable compared to bare ground, itâs not very defensible. Wen, Steve, and I offered to help with watches. Iâm on first watch.â
Cynna turned in the warm circle of his arms. Her mage light hovered near her shoulder, its glow falling softly over the beautiful contours of his face. Funny, she didnât always notice that anymoreâhow pulse-raisingly gorgeous he was. Mostly he just looked like Cullen to her. âI could take a watch.â
âPregnant women are excluded from guard duty.â
She thought that over and decided it sounded right in principle. Applying it to herself wasnât easy, butâ¦âI guess I wonât complain about getting my full eight hours.â Cullen slept eight hours only if he was healing. Otherwise, if he got in six hours, he thought heâd overslept.
The subtle ease in his features told Cynna he was relieved. Heâd expected an argument. She tried to look severe. âYouâre telling me Iâm going to be sleeping with Steve Timms for a couple hours.â
His grin flashed. âYouâre safe. He made a point of telling me heâs of the âdonât poachâ school of thought.â
âPoaching is for bunny rabbits. I am not a bunny rabbit.â
âI know, but Steveâs not the brightest bulb, socially. There is some good newsâheâs taking the last watch. So if you can make do with slightly less
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