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“Stupid queen,” Otar laughed, looking at me and then back at her, egging her to strike him again.
“You? How?” Daealla yelled. “How did you resurrect the creature? Answer me!”
I stood up, head high, not backing down. I’ll be damned if I was going to go out bowing to this bitch. “Not as dumb as you thought, am I?” I replied.
Gaelin moved in between us, trying to defuse the situation. “Queen Daealla, Ambassador Lyklor could be lying. He is known for it,” said Gaelin.
“Oh, I assure you this is no lie, though I couldn’t have seen this coming no matter how hard I looked,” said Erendrial.
“You have no power, so sit down and shut up, king,” spat the queen.
Gaelin turned to me, eyes full of fear and worry. I gave him a reassuring smile.
“It’s okay. It was worth it,” I whispered to him. The guards stepped in front of us, ushering Gaelin back to his seat next to Daealla.
“How, human?” Daealla asked me again.
“Just kill me and be done with it. I am not going to tell you a thing,” I said, without an ounce of fear in my voice.
She gasped in shock at my disrespect. She looked at Otar and then at me. “You will tell me how you resurrected this thing and how to kill it or I will butcher you where you stand,” she demanded.
I looked at Otar again. His face went blank, knowing I had the information that could send him to a permanent grave. His life for mine; what a deal. It wasn’t worth it. Living only to be tortured for the rest of my life. I’d rather die. I held my head up high again.
“No,” I said.
“No, you don’t know how to kill it or no, you won’t give me the information I seek?”
“No, I won’t give you what you seek. Your father deserved what he got. In my opinion, his suffering ended far too quickly.”
The whole court gasped in rage.
Otar started laughing, slapping his hands on his legs. “Wicked, wicked, one,” Otar screeched.
The guard hit him to shut him up.
“You stupid girl. You would throw away your life so this thing could live?” Daealla asked.
“I refuse to be kept prisoner by you any longer. And yes, if sacrificing my life and refusing you the key to killing Otar makes you this unhappy, then it is well worth it.” I smiled at her, flashing my teeth in a wicked grin I hoped made Otar proud. Little did she know, Otar’s life was attached to mine.
She held her head high. “Very well. Guards, kill the human,” she said without feeling.
Gaelin jumped from his seat but was restrained by three guards that stood near him. Four guards approached me swiftly, swords drawn, ready to remove my head from my shoulders. I closed my eyes, welcoming the cold edge of the blade.
“Leenia,” I heard Erendrial say calmly from behind me. Suddenly, an explosion of force and wind ripped through the room as something heavy smashed into the distance. I opened my eyes to see the four guards slammed up against the exterior walls, held there by nothing. I turned around and looked back at the alfar Erendrial had called to. She was tall and thin. Her black hair was cropped into a neat bob that ended at her shoulders. Her black leather was tight on her body. She was covered in daggers, swords, and an ax at her waist. Her entrancing red eyes glowed as she held out her hands towards the guards, her stance effortless. She smiled and dropped her hands, sending the four guards to the floor unconscious.
Erendrial began to move towards the thrones, hands casually folded behind his back. He looked directly at Daealla and smirked as he tilted his head to the side. “Yeah, about that,” he said, stepping in front of me. The circle of dark alfar encased me, leaving Erendrial on the outside to combat Queen Daealla’s wrath.
Chapter 26
“You are out of line, Ambassador Lyklor,” snapped Queen Daealla. “How dare you assault my guards in my own court and interfere with matters that are none of your concern.”
“In any other situation,” Erendrial began, “I would allow you to kill whatever human offended you, but you can’t kill this one.”
“Who are you to tell me what I can and can’t do? We made a deal. Take whatever you want and leave the girl to me,” she yelled.
He put his hands out to the side and shrugged. “Yeah, see, this is where this whole thing gets a little hairy. The girl you want to kill is actually the thing I came for,” he said.
My mouth dropped. What could he want with me? Was it because of my visions? Did he want to use me to get the upper hand on the light court?