"Barb & J. C. Hendee - Noble Dead 03 - Sister of the Dead" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hendee JC & Barb)

Leesil saw the accusing wrinkle of Magiere's brow as her own white shirt dropped around her neck. It
was difficult to decide which response would spare him the worst of her coming assault. An uncovered lie
would be dangerous later, but so was the truth in the moment.

Looking at Magiere's uncanny beauty, at her black hair loose over her shoulders, and her pale face and
dark eyes, such a choice was exasperating. Only the day before, he'd thought their previous night
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together could never have happened.

As much as Leesil adored her challenging nature, and even goaded it at times to watch her smolder, this
wasn't the time for another clash with Magiere. And worse, with the lingering memory of her pressed
against him, he couldn't think of a convincing lie.

"Yes, I knew, " he admitted. "I gave Wynn a necklace to sell, and she's brought us the coins from it. "

"Necklace? What necklace? Leesil, what did youтАФ?"

"I took it from Sapphire's body before we burned her corpse in Bela. We've a long way to go, and
we're not going to get there on your bad temper and my charm. "

He jerked the door open before she could come at him again.

Chap sat before the open door, his tail thumping. Wynn slumped against the far wall, her face buried in
her hands. Barely twenty years old Wynn had a round face and brown braid hanging over one shoulder,
and the sage's traditional long gray robe had been replaced with a shorter one that hung to the thighs of
her new breeches.

Her little hands slid down from her eyes and she peeked up at Leesil, her olive cheeks flushed, and she
covered her face again.

"You two get in here, " Leesil ordered.

Chap trotted in, and, at the sight of Magiere's stern expression, he slipped past the travel chest and out
of the way. Wynn entered more slowly.

"I am so truly sorry, " she whispered.

Magiere crossed her arms. Leesil tensed as he shut the door, waiting to see if she would continue with
him or turn her ire elsewhere.

"What's this nonsense about coming with us?" she snapped at Wynn. "You're supposed to be on your
way to Miiska with our payment from Bela's city council. "

Leesil and Magiere had been well paid for their services. Wynn had promised to take a bank draft to
Miiska with a letter to their friend Karlin explaining their plans and other matters.