Divine Rivals by Rebecca Ross EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Rebecca Ross
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Sworn Enemies
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FIVE MONTHS LATER
Iris dashed through the rain with a broken high heel and a tattered trench
coat. Hope was beating wildly in her chest, granting her speed and luck as
she crossed the tram tracks downtown. She had been anticipating this day
for weeks, and she knew she was ready. Even soaked, limping, and hungry.
Her first pang of unease came when she stepped into the lobby. This was
an old building, constructed before the gods were vanquished. A few of
those dead divines were painted on the ceiling, and despite the cracks and
the faint light of the low-hanging chandeliers, Iris always glanced up at
them. Gods and goddesses dancing among the clouds, dressed in long
gilded robes with stars gleaming in their hair, their gazes sweeping the
ground. It sometimes felt like those painted eyes were watching her, and Iris
stifled a shiver. She removed her mangled right shoe and hurried to the lift
with a stilted gait, thoughts of the gods swiftly fading when she thought
about him. Perhaps the rain had slowed down Roman too, and she still had a
chance.
She waited a full minute. The confounded lift must be stuck, of all days,
and she decided to take the stairs, hustling up to the fifth floor. She was
shaking and sweating when she finally pushed through the heavy doors to
the Oath Gazette, greeted by a wash of yellow lamplight, the scent of strong
tea, and the morning hustle of preparing the newspaper.
She was four minutes late.
Iris stood amidst the hum, her gaze flickering to Roman’s desk.
It was empty, and she was pleased until she glanced at the assignment
board and saw him standing there, waiting for her to appear. As soon as
their eyes met, he gave her a lazy smile and reached up to the board,
yanking a piece of paper from a pin. The last assignment.
Iris didn’t move, not even when Roman Kitt wound around the cubicles
to greet her. He was tall and lithe with cheekbones that could cut stone, and
he waved the piece of paper in the air, just out of her reach. The piece of
paper she so badly wanted.
“Late again, Winnow,” he greeted her. “The second time this week.”
“I didn’t know you were keeping tally, Kitt.”
His smirk eased as his gaze dropped to her hands, cradling her broken
shoe. “Looks like you ran into a bit of trouble this time.”
“Not at all,” she replied, her chin tilted upward. “I planned for this, of
course.”
“For your heel to break?”
“For you to get this final assignment.”
“Going easy on me, then?” He arched a brow. “That’s surprising. We’re
supposed to duel to the death.”
She snorted. “A hyperbolic turn of phrase, Kitt. Which you do often in
your articles, by the way. You should be careful of that tendency if you get
columnist.”
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