"Berg,.Carol.-.Rai-kirah.3.-.Restoration" - читать интересную книгу автора (Berg Carol)

other expertly maneuvering his crutch, the man carried the boy inside the house.
A child could have no safer haven than Gordain痴 arm.
I turned back to my work, swallowing the uncomfortable knot of joy and grief,
gratitude and loneliness that lodged in my throat whenever I watched Elinor and
Gordain and the child that fate had given into their care.
哲ight痴 daughter.・The woman was staring at me, her hands fallen limp and lifeless
on her knees, the blood drained from her strong and lovely face. 滴ow could I
have been so blind? All these months Blaise has brought you here to visit・to
help you heal, he told me. I致e seen you watching Evan・devouring him with your
eyes. But I never caught the resemblance until now. He痴 your son, isn稚 he?・Her
eyes darted to the shabby cottage. 展hy are you here?・
I shook my head, trying to think of what to say. 摘linor濫
展hy would you hide the truth? You and your cursed, wicked, vile Ezzarian ways・
You left him out to die, willing to murder a child because he was born different
from you. Because you were afraid of him.・She wrapped her arms about herself and
rose slowly to her feet, her eyes on fire. 鄭nd now you致e learned that you were
wrong to do it. Are you here to appease your conscience? Do you think to make it
up to him that you were willing to let wolves tear him apart? Or did you plan to
sneak him away? You致e never even touched him. How dare you set foot within a
league of him?・
溺istress Elinor, please濫 How could I explain all the reasons I dared not touch
him, that it was the most difficult thing I had ever done, and that only her
goodness and her husband痴 made it possible? 的致e no intention・You and Gordain濫 My
blundering inability to respond quickly exhausted her willingness to listen.
添ou値l never have him. Go away.・She spun on her heel and strode toward the
cottage, crushing the newly set plants under her feet.
I jumped up to follow her and cursed the catch in my side that stopped my breath
for a moment, as if Ysanne痴 knife were still buried in my flesh. The sun glare
dazzled my eyes, making my head throb as I limped across the rista field. Sweat
dripped beneath my coarse linen shirt, and clouds began to gather on the
horizons of my mind. Creeping darkness・With growing misgiving, I halted at the
fenced corner of the goat pen next the house, not daring to go closer. Gordain
stood in the cottage doorway, his face fierce, determined. Pitiful・as if a
mortal human could block my way if I chose to summon power. I gritted my teeth,
banishing these hateful feelings that were not mine, though they seethed inside
my head like boiling tar. I forced my tongue to obey my own will, stammering as
I searched for the right words. 擢orgive my secrecy. I never intended・I could
never濫
But before I could get out the explanation, the storm of rage exploded in my
mind, thundering fury that threatened to split my skull. My hands flexed,
demanding to grasp Gordain痴 thick neck and twist it, to hear him scream and
choke until the muscles snapped and the bones cracked. My feet were ready to
kick the cripple痴 leg out from under him, my hands to snatch the ax on his wall,
and my eyes to watch his face pale as I hacked off his remaining limb.
My hands were shaking as they gripped the fence post, my knees trembling.
撤lease, get Blaise. Hurry. I知 so sorry・so sorry・ Only a moment痴 hesitation and a
blur of green and brown streaked past me. Shouts faded into the pandemonium of
fury and raging death.
Running feet. Anxious voices. 敵et in the house, Linnie. Bar the door! I値l
explain later.・