Oubliette (Cloud Prophet Trilogy)

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should have and ventured into the city. Obviously it’s easy to slip away.” She cocked an eyebrow at Mark.
    “No one came with me and no one followed me,” Mark said. “Don’t lay this at my feet. And I certainly didn’t say anything while Reychel and I were in town today. We walked, and talked about what we’ve been doing the last couple of weeks, that was it. We didn’t discuss your war. We have better things to talk about than that.”
    “You came here to help us,” Jada said. “Don’t say it’s just my war. It’s yours too. The Sons have as much at stake here as I do.”
    “True, but what do we do now?” Mark asked. “If people suspect the Sons are out there, someone is bound to ride beyond the mountains and check the story. My men will hold anyone who discovers them, but if enough people become curious we’ll have a problem on our hands.”
    “Our timeline has just been moved up,” Jada said. “Two days and then we must begin that battle. It’s time to win this war and take down the Malborn for good. Go to bed, Reychel. And Mark, we’ll find you a room. If anyone follows you, we’ll lose our advantage. Get some rest, you two. The next couple days are going to be a nightmare.”
     

Chapter Fourteen
    I sat, staring at Krissin and she stared back at me. I hadn’t slept well, but I’d tried. Before I’d had a chance to finish my breakfast, Krissin stormed into my room and refused to leave until I’d explained where I’d been yesterday. I figured she’d drag it out of me anyway, so I told her everything.
    “You don’t trust Alia anymore?” she asked. “I wouldn’t either. The girl is a snake.”
    “Why did you assign her to me then?”
    “I didn’t. Jada did. She thought Alia would do her job without disturbing you. She’s a quiet girl. I, for one, don’t trust quiet girls.”
    I tried not to laugh. Somehow I thought Krissin didn’t trust anyone, quiet or not. If Krissin was working with Alia then I’d just shown my hand, but I believed, no matter how much I disliked Krissin, that if she wanted to spy on me she’d find a better way of doing it.
    “Mark and Ace are coming by this morning,” I said. “Mark and I want to figure out if Alia is working with anyone. He thought Ace might be able to help us.”
    “Really?” Krissin asked. Her eyebrows lifted, but the rest of her body remained as still as a statue. She had poise, but she’d given herself away. She wanted to see Ace and she couldn’t hide that from me. “When?”
    “They’ll be here soon,” I said.
    “You’re sure they’re both coming?” she asked. Her glare dissolved quickly into an anxious stare at the door.
    “Mark said they would. He needed to meet Ace at the lockup, to make sure he got out without any problems. He said he’d bring Ace back with him.”
    “I can’t believe he spent the night with a bunch of drunken men when he could have stayed here in comfort. It would have taken nothing for me to get him out.”
    “But if you would have, maybe our enemy would have found out. No one can know what we’re doing. Besides, even if you would have sprung Ace, I’m sure he would have gone back to camp with his brothers in the Sons.”
    “It’s more comfortable here.” Krissin’s bottom lip popped out.
    I laughed, thinking of rough Ace trying to get comfortable in one of our huge feather beds. I couldn’t see it. He truly seemed like a bedroll and bag under his head kind of guy.
    The door opened and a slave, one I’d never seen before, announced Mark and Ace. They stepped through the doorway and the slave closed it behind him as he left.
    Ace rubbed the back of his neck with his left palm.
    “Sore?” I asked.
    “No thanks to you,” he said. “I hope you trust me now. I wouldn’t do that for most people.”
    I laughed. “I do trust you, Ace. And thank you. Mark and I discovered something very interesting in the house, but right now we need to concentrate on finding out who is trying to destroy

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