"K. D. Wentworth - Hallah Iron-Thighs and the Five Unseemly Sorrows" - читать интересную книгу автора (Wentworth K D)

involved?"



"The bones," she said. "They're all gnawed and strewn along the trail up to its lair, not to mention the
fearful amount of screaming most nights, and sometimes up on the horizon, one can see fire licking
straight up into the sky."



"Sounds like a bunch of snot-nosed kids playing a prank to me," Gerta said drowsily and pillowed her
head on her arms. "You got one of those Unseemly things for that?"



She raised her chin. "I believe Prince Tristin, he of the lovely green eyes, and Prince Adelbert, who has
the most exquisite cheekbones, are both still alive. I fear poor Prince Rumkin, my third fiance, is dead,
because I never hear his voice. That might be for the best, however, as he was rather unremarkable. At
any rate, if you can rescue any or all of them, IтАФ" She hesitated, clearly conflicted, then forced herself to
finish. "I will see that you are invited to the wedding!"



"Gee," I said, "just what I've been longing for. I'll break out my best knife sheathe and polish up my
mail."



Gerta looked up blearily from the table. "You'll have to come up with serious gold if you want us to stir
from this inn, sweetcheeks."



Two bright spots of red danced in Merrydot's ivory cheeks, making her look almost human. "That's Her
Royal Princess, the Most Illustrious Merrydot, Keeper of the Sacred Cutlery and the Back Staircase, to
you!"



"Whatever," I said. "Okay, here's the deal. Gerta and I will ride up and have a quick look-see, but you
have to guarantee double our original fee, whether we find any bits of fianc├й lying about or not."



Merrydot bit her lip. "Very well, but you must hurry! The wedding is tomorrow. After that, I have but
two days left before my sixteenth birthday when I become an official old maid and therefore unworthy to
marry and continue the family line."