"Janrae Frank - Dark Brothers of the Light 04 - Blood Wraiths" - читать интересную книгу автора (Frank Janrae)

He did not tell her that he already knew they were dead, all seven of them. Hoon allowed her to
lead him through the curtained doors into their bedchamber. The large bed with its tremendous
columns still stood in the corner, where he had gotten his children on her. Loss twisted through his
stomach in vines of pain with leaves of sorrow.

He studied the alterations in the room in an effort to drag himself from his memories. The drapes
had changed. When he had dwelled here, Amalthea had preferred blues and deep greens. Now
they were crimson and black. The wall hangings too had changed, they now depicted lewd scenes
of hunts and demonic debaucheries. Hoon found a decanter of wine on the table and a glass. Since
his turning, he could not eat the fruits of the earth, but he could drink. He poured a glass and
drank it. His eyes widened at the taste: it was spiked with human blood. When had she started
drinking this?

Hoon turned to ask and saw that she had opened her bodice.

"Come, Brandrahoon, husband is this what you want?? She lifted one breast free and his
manhood reacted to it.

For an instant his decision to kill her wavered as he reached for her breasts. Her shadow on the
wall, flickering in the lamplight, showed her raise a death-runed blade to strike him down from
the back as they embraced. Hoon spun, seized her wrist, and crushed it. Thick carpeting muted the
sound of the blade falling. Rage took him and he threw her onto the bed, ripping her skirts away.
He forced her legs open and fumbled with the ties of his pants.

"I hate you,? Amalthea shrieked.

Then another form emerged from the bed curtains and seized her shoulders, pinning her to the
bed.

"Timon.? She faltered in her struggles and Hoon plunged his manhood inside her.
Timon's eyes filled with tears. ?Kill her father. You know what she did."

"Waejonan will destroy you both,? she snarled as Hoon tore at her body, her thighs spread wide
beneath his hands.

"You laughed when they impaled me I was a long time dying, mother,? Timon said, his voice
catching.

Hoon would never forget finding Timon, the pole lengthwise through his body, spear tip emerging
from his shoulder. He had turned him to save him.

As his seed spilled into her, he pulled a blade from his waist and opened her throat. That was as
close as the undead could come to the ugly rites of rape and death practiced by the sa'necari.
Sa'necari like his brother the way they had murdered his other six children.

The memory dissolved as he took her dead body once more as a woman and then he and his son
loosed themselves upon the household in a carnage of vengeance and blood. They left a single
woman alive to tell Waejonan who had done it.

Rats. More rats. Their noises drew him again from his dreams. Would they nibble his bones? Reduce