Page 114 of The Splendor of Fire
“He wasn’t there this morning. Wasn’t in Kylerhea. Not in Elgol. Not in Breacais. He isn’t at any of the granaries.”
Making a concerted effort, she forced her cheeks not to smile.Dunvegan.Thank you God, he was in Dunvegan. He was safe.
She shrugged.I don’t know.
Niall circled the tiny cell and she struggled to follow him with her one good eye.
“He disappears on the night that you’re caught spying?”
She shrugged again and scratched out a few words.If you say so.
Fingers twined in her knotted hair and ripped her head painfully back, and she gave a rasping cry.
“Do you take me for a fool? You were seen in his chamber. You left him one of your personal effects. According to Ardis he nearly killed Gordon for touching you.”
The quill scratched across the paper in her aching fingers.You killed Gordon.
Niall gave her head a shake and growled at her. Growing tired of being rough-handed, she looked into Niall’s eyes and stared him down letting all the venom she had ever felt for the man pour out of her eyes.
She moved the quill slow and steady.There was no catapult. But I would have destroyed it. As I did your siege engine. The stores. And your treasure.
“You lie.”
Your caterans found pitch and arrows on Scalpay. That’s how I destroyed the trebuchet and the Wolf’s granary.
His eyebrow twitched.
And as for your treasure, you found blood upon a high rock?
He nodded.
She rolled up the leg of her leather trews, revealing the straight line of stitches, still pink and healing.
“What did you do with the gold?”
She inked the quill.It wasn’t just twenty bags of gold. It was ten bags of the Wolf’s silver too. And jewels.
Fingon’s face went purple with rage.
I sailed to the island and threw the guards into the sea. Then I did the same with your treasury.
Fingon scoffed. “You overtook four men?”
It only took a shove from behind.
Niall shook his head. “Impossible.”
It isn’t.
Niall looked almost heartbroken. “Why would you do this to me? For Léo? For the Beithir?”
I don’t know the Beithir.
“Everyone knows the Beithir. He’s become legendary.”
I’ve been in Dun Ringill for over a year.
He gave a frustrated sound. “Why, then, would you do this?”
