TITLE: The Bone Cypher
GENRE: YA Fantasy
Soren has climed in through Nicola's bedroom window in the middle of the night as if to rescue her from an unwanted fate, asking her to run away with him. She suspects impure motives and moved for a shard of glass inside her satchel to protect herself.
“Where is it exactly that we’re going?” My eyes darted to the satchel on the top of my vanity.
“Alsace. North. Whatever happens, I can’t let you enlist.”
In in a fairy story the Prince of Wolves doesn’t whisk a girl away without a reason. It was too sweet to be true. Soren Evert didn’t care about me, and if he did, now, when yesterday he was Radha’s? …Then his heart was too changeable to be trusted.
“You can’t let me enlist,” I repeated, edging over to the vanity as casually as I could.
“No, I can’t.”
“What about Radha? Can you let her enlist?” I cocked my head.
“Nicola, this has nothing to do with Radha.” His features turned stern.
“But aren’t you with her? Weren’t you two practically…engaged?”
Soren’s throat flickered. “I would have married, Radha, yes.”
“But not now,” I said.
“No. No one’s getting married now.” He took a step closer to me.
I grabbed my satchel and fumbled with it behind my back. “And why have your attentions turned to me?” I asked.
“Is that what you think?”
“It was when you saw my hair, wasn’t it?” It was a stupid thing to say. Only a fool would parrot Radha. But it also made sense.
“Yes!” Soren shrilled.
It bit into me the way steel bit into my blistered palms in the dungeons. I nearly flinched. Instead I drew the sharp piece of glass and pointed it at Soren’s throat.
“Get out of my bedroom!”