"Janrae Frank - Dark Brothers of the Light 02 - Bloood Heresy" - читать интересную книгу автора (Frank Janrae)

He rang a bell and a nibari appeared. Timon sent him running to summon several people. Haig arrived
first and Jun soon after. Ephry sauntered in looking like a wolf that had bagged a rabbit and folded
himself into his favorite chair. Zulaika and Amiri appeared last, moving with a precise military stride to the
remaining chairs. Timon had begun to trust the two Ymraudes who seemed to have a vested interest of
some kind in Isranon. He would inquire more deeply about that another time.

"Sit down all of you," Timon said with a sweep of his hand. His hands were large and broad, unlike his
father's, for he took after his dead mother's side of the family. "I have had some disturbing news."

"What?" Ephry asked. "I'm always here for you."

Timon smiled at his mate and nodded. "Zinzi was here. Apparently my father has at least one spy in the
castle."

Haig sat slightly forward as if contending with the chair that could barely hold his massive frame. "That's
your father for you," said Haig in his growly voice. "We've had that talk before. You can't trust him."

Timon ignored Haig's comment, going straight to the source. "A message was sent out today. By nightfall,
he'll know that Isranon is not withering due to your intervention, Amiri."

Amiri went still. After a pause, she leaned forward in her chair, and spoke with a deadly softness like a
blade wrapped in velvet. "Was my name mentioned?"

"No. They think I'm doing it." Timon pushed his chair back and drew one leg up, bracing his knee against
the desk. "Bodramet and Yoris are withering. It said that also. So the spy is someone who has concourse
with the blood slaves."

Amiri blinked. "Withering? So soon? What did Anksha do to provoke it?"

Timon shook his head at her. "I have no idea. She has many ways. There's more. My father wants
Isranon dead."

Haig's face twisted up in a grimace of distaste. "We already knew that."

Timon exhaled heavily when he got to the next part of his revelations. "There is more to it. He wanted me
to prevent Isranon from getting extras. I was to hasten his death in ways Anksha would be unable to
detect. She's fiercely protective of Isranon."
The room remained silent, waiting for Timon to say more. So after a pause, Timon spoke again. "Zinzi
just told me that if my father gives the order she will kill Isranon. Most likely using her venom. That is her
preferred way to kill. She likes the taste of it in their blood. The sanguiner makes bottles of envenomed
blood for her."

Amiri stared at her hands in her lap, listening and considering, reading the voices alone and focusing on
them. "How soon can she get the order?"

"A day. The birds fly fast and Minnoras is just across the Idar River from us," Timon replied.

"Do you think your father will order it?" Haig asked.