Dendera személy

Sara Raasch: Ice Like Fire
Sara Raasch: Hó mint hamu
Sara Raasch: Frost Like Night
Sara Raasch: Jég mint tűz

Idézetek

Minji>!

    – Csak egyszer látnám végre, hogy a Williammel folytatott megbeszélésről hölgy módjára távozol, nem úgy, mint egy dühöngő bika.

88. oldal, 5 (Twister Media, 2015)

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Dendera · Meira · William Loren (Sir)
SzRéka P>!

“Wear these. And take a knife, at least. Something small that you can hide.”
I gape at her. “Is it my birthday?”

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Dendera · Meira
SzRéka P>!

Cselekményleírást tartalmazó szöveg

Sir and Dendera chat at a table across the square, picking at plates of bread and fruit. At the table closest to me, Nessa slumps against Conall, yawning after every bite of food, and Ceridwen and Jesse shock me by being both here and awake. They’re still wearing their celebration outfits, only drastically more rumpled, and as I slide into a chair across from them, I breathe a sigh of relief that I thought to grab new clothes this morning.
Ceridwen pops a blackberry into her mouth. “You certainly slept in,” she notes.
I take the nearest bowl of fruit. “And why didn’t you, newlyweds?”
“Who says we slept at all?”
Jesse chokes on a grape. “Cerie!”
She bats her eyes. “Oh, everyone knows what we spent the night doing.”
Nessa straightens. “Why? What’d you do?”
It’s Conall’s turn to choke now. Jesse seems just as humiliated, but Ceridwen clucks her tongue at Conall in mock disapproval. Her eyes go to me and her brow lifts.
My lips tighten.
“Meira.” Ceridwen tips forward, and I think I’m about to be glad that Sir and everyone else chose to sit at a table farther away. “Tell me you know what I’m talking about.”
But even as she says that, her amusement recedes into shock.
“Do you? With your kingdom’s fall, I guess you wouldn’t have had time to—”
I clench my jaw, fiddling with an apple slice. “I . . . know,” I squeak. And I do—well, especially now, but before last night too. The memory of Alysson and Dendera explaining certain things is one I try not to relive. Mostly because Dendera’s face was flame-red through it all, and Alysson kept saying It’s perfectly normal over and over.
I manage a coy smile. “I know,” I repeat. “And I’m glad your wedding night was satisfying.”
Jesse clunks his forehead into his palm. “This is what will kill me. Not the war. This.”
“Ohhhh,” Nessa breathes, understanding turning her word into a song. She giggles, and Conall makes a sort of closemouthed screaming noise to his food.

Masni>!

– Figyelj rám Meira Dynam! Igen, követtél el hibákat, de az elmúlt néhány hónapban figyeltem, hogyan adod át magadat ennek a feladatnak, és úgy hiszem, ez a legnagyobb hiba, amit elkövettél. A legnagyobb hiba, amit valamennyien elkövettünk. Mindannyian féltünk. Meira, nézz rám! Megmentettél minket. Te, ez a gyönyörű, vad lány, aki előttem áll… te mentettél meg minket. Legyél újra önmagad, és akárki is vagy, rád van szükségünk.

407. oldal

Kapcsolódó szócikkek: Dendera