Games of Death and Desire by Eva Chase EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Eva Chase
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A once exalted general is pointing a sword at me—and somehow that
feels like the least of my problems.
Stavros’s grip on the sword tightens enough that his light brown
knuckles pale in the dim twilight. He takes a wary step up the curving
staircase of the tower toward me.
Toward the woven vines I’m standing on that fill the gap where daimon
smashed several of the stone stairs. The vines that my monstrous magic
called forth.
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The same magic twitches in my chest, tugging at me to let it push
Stavros away, shatter his sword—defend me.
I clamp down hard on the urge. Releasing my power is what got me into
this mess in the first place.
There’s got to be a way we can all walk down from this tower alive.
My hand starts to lift toward the torn folds of fabric on my chest where
a fall ripped open the bodice of my dress. Stavros twitches both his head
and the sword.
“Don’t move an inch,” he says in a voice so low and dark it sends a
shiver down my spine.
I suppose it wouldn’t do any good to cover up the bare skin he’s already
seen—the smooth flesh between my breasts where nearly anyone else
would bear a godlen brand. The absence of a brand means I shouldn’t be
able to wield any magic at all.
Other than the kind that’ll get me executed, that is.
The massive man has always cut an imposing figure, but I’ve never felt
so close to death, not even when he held a sword right against my throat.
Through the rattle of my frantic pulse, I register that the sword he’s holding
now isn’t his usual blade, which is still sheathed at his hip.
No, it’s the short sword with the royal crest on its hilt that he gave to me
just hours ago, when he told me all he wanted was to keep me safe.
As tense as I already am, my stomach balls even tighter.
I’m never going to hear sentiments like that from Stavros’s lips again.
He takes another step, his gaze sliding past me for just a second. For
long enough that even his unsteady vision will be able to pick out the body
slumped on the platform just above me.
The man I nearly killed.
It was nearly, not completely. I can take a shred of pride in the selfcontrol I held on to, even if the former general won’t see the situation that
way.
The words tumble out of me. “I didn’t kill Wendos. I only— He was
summoning daimon to attack the city.”
I sense one of those spirit-creatures flitting past me with a ripple of my
skirt, and then it’s gone. The several daimon that pinned me down on
Wendos’s orders all appear to have fled.
“I had to stop him,” I go on. “But the Crown’s Watch will still be able to
question him, find out… find out who he was working with.”
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