Total pages in book: 142
Estimated words: 134898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 540(@250wpm)___ 450(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 134898 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 674(@200wpm)___ 540(@250wpm)___ 450(@300wpm)
Probably mucking good that I’m full of potion right now. I’ll look for Sarya in a day or two, when I’m less potion-drunk.
The river comes into view, and with it, the barges that line the docks, dumping cargo. Cats skitter past as crates are loaded onto the streets and men busily stack them or place them on carts. There’s a stink of sewage and dead fish in the air, and it makes my nostrils flare with distaste.
Gwenna eyes all of this and then pulls out a piece of parchment and a charcoal stick to write. “I’m to find the building behind the fishmonger. Have you seen it?”
“All I’ve seen is your winning smile,” I tease. In fact, we passed the building she needs a few moments ago, but if she’s determined to do this on her own, I’ll let her.
She stops in the street, turns to fully regard me, and there’s a scowl on her face. “Quit flirting with me. I don’t like it.”
“Is it me that you don’t like, or the flirting?”
Her eyes narrow. “If I say I don’t like the flirting, then you’ll say I like you. If I say it’s you, you’ll try even harder to win me over. There’s no right answer to that question.”
The astute response makes me throw my head back and laugh. “What if I’m not flirting but telling the truth? Does that change anything?”
“I’d just tell you that I’m not going to fuck you, because we’re in a Five together. Same thing I told Arrod.”
My laughter immediately dies, replaced by a hot fury. “When did he proposition you? What did he say?”
“Forget I brought it up.” She seems more annoyed by my question than ever and scans the buildings around us.
I’m not letting this go. How did I not see this? I rack my brain, trying to think of times that he’s been hovering a little too close to Gwenna or spending too much time with her. I haven’t noticed anything out of the ordinary, but I’m also not always around her. Is there something happening that I need to be concerned with? I’ve seen him flirting with her in the past, but she’s always shut him down as neatly as she’s shut me down. But I know I won’t push harder…I don’t know that about him. “Is he bothering you? Do I need to gut him?”
Her mouth twitches in a faint smile. “I can take care of myself.”
“I’m sure you can, but I still don’t like that you have to.” Mentally, I’m composing the note I’m going to send to Hawk. Arrod needs to be watched more closely. What if he’s the problem after all and I’ve been dismissing him as uninteresting? What if he’s got a dark side to him?
What if he mucking dares to touch Gwenna? I’ll flay the skin from him.
“I appreciate the concern, but like I’ve told you before, I was a maid. Men think we’re easy pickings all the time. I know how to shut them down. I also know better than to end up alone with the worrying ones.”
“You’re alone with me right now,” I point out.
“Am I?” She gestures at the bustling streets around us, even as another person shoves past her and glares at the two of us for standing still. “And for all your very obvious flirting, you’re not one of the more worrying ones.”
“But there are worrying ones?” I ask as she walks away. “What about Hemmen? Has he been bothering you?”
“Let it go,” she says, voice light as she scans the streets. “Like I said, I appreciate the gesture, but it isn’t necessary. I can take care of myself. I don’t need you or your help.”
I decide I’m going to add Hemmen to my list of possible lechers that I’m sending to Hawk. If a man is bothering a woman, he doesn’t deserve to be in the guild, working alongside her. I don’t care if it means they both flunk and thus our Five fails. As far as I’m concerned, it’d be worth it, especially if they try to touch her. Just the thought makes me utterly fucking furious, and I clench my fists to keep from snarling at the skies.
Is this why there aren’t more women in the guild? The thought has never crossed my mind before, but now I’m starting to wonder.
And that idiot Jay put us all in the same room together. I think of Arrod sneaking over to Gwenna’s bed in the middle of the night and him touching her…My blood boils.
I stomp over to her side. “I’m saying something to Master Jay before he leaves tonight.”
“I don’t want to be a bother. In fact, I’d prefer you keep to yourself and just leave me alone.” Gwenna doesn’t look at me as she addresses me, her gaze intent upon the buildings nearby as she looks for the one in question.