Thorn Queen Chapter Ten

I set unwrap to Dorian with a sense of foreboding, made worsened by the fact that I wore a skirt with a slit all the management up to my hip. Both Shaya and Nia had requiremented me to go see him in a dress, arguing it befitted my station and would endear me to Dorian. Id argued that I wouldnt be able-bodied to ride in a dress, and this slit thing had been their solution. And deal always, I had a baseball gloveful of guards in tow. Their constant presence becalm continued to make me feel like a child. In this case, a kind of slutty child.In h eldering with the Otherworlds bizarre geography, we passed through another village. My visit was brief, in effect(p) long lavish to see how they were doing. Their situation wasnt too different from Westorias, though they had a woman who was fair adept at finding water sources. Her technique, the way she wove magic, was more skil guide than mine, though she didnt possess my strength. After observing her, I mimicked what she did and ma naged to find a fleck ripe for well-digging. The dress kept me from getting out t here and shoveling along with them, but it didnt matter. I left regarded as a savior yet again. stretchiness Dorians took less duration than it had taken to get to Maiwenns. Unlike that journey, much of our trip today passed primarily through my own land, with no respite in maven and simply(a) of the more temperate kingdoms. The heat beat refine on us, and I sweated prof practisely into the violet silk of my dress. I would have given anything for a breeze, anything to stir that standing(prenominal) air. My own Tucson was often windy I didnt get why the Otherworldly version wasnt.My father had been able to control all things connected with storms water, air, charged particles, temperature, et cetera. So outlying(prenominal), I besides had a h centenarian of water, but every once in a while I could feel the air with the alike(p) senses that could achieve and control water. Reaching out now, I had that same experience I could sense the air. It hummed to me. It called. But when I called mainstay, nothing happened. Over and over I try, attempting the same technique I used with water, urging it to bend and stir and cool me off. nothing. I finally gave up when Dorians castle came into sight. It was st maven like mine and in almost manner managed to be both imposing and graceful.Where once I had been greeted with hostility and suspicion, I was now wel commenced with respect and a fair amount of groveling. And, yeah, some wariness too. My guards were led away, and Dorians servants fell all over me, offering me any refreshment I wanted. I declined. I simply wanted to get these negotiations done with.A servant led me to an opulently decorated chamber and announced me, titles and all. Dorian sat there, casual in a long-sleeved, cream-colored shirt, leaning over a chess board. An old man with a beard that went all the way to the floor sat opposite him. Dorians green-gold eyes lifted at my name, and he broke out into a dazzling smile. Honestly. The man was too unafraid-facial expression some judgment of convictions, and he knew it. A moment later, Dorian sour a disapproving glance toward his chess partner.By the gods, Kasper. book you no manners at all? The stumper Queen is here. Show some respect before I have you flogged.I started to protest as the old man rose. The hunched-over posture hed held in the chair appeared to be permanent, and it took him forever to actually get up. He managed something that passed for a bow-really, it was hard to tell the difference amongst that and his normal stance-and gave me a grave Your majesty.And as the old mans back was to the board, Dorian leaned over and moved some of the pieces around.I opened my mouth, more in appal than to make any sort of protest. Dorian raised one finger to his lips in a shushing motion. I swallowed my comments and smiled at Kasper. Thank you. Please sit down again.And you, my dear, utt er Dorian. Come join us.The servant whod led me in hastily pulled a velvet-cushioned chair over to the chess table. I thanked him and sat down, crossing my legs out of habit. When I axiom half the skirt spill over and reveal nearly the whole length of my leg, I hastily uncrossed them. Dorian precept the leg, of course. He always saw everything.Kaspers eyes, underneath his bushy gray brows, were fixed on the board. He made a play, capturing one of Dorians pieces. Dorian frowned briefly, then vomit his smile back on as he turned to me.You are radiant as always, he said. That dress is particularly lovely. Kasper, come out at her. Do you see the way that shade matches her eyes?Kasper looked like he wanted to study the board, but he turned to me obediently and gave a quick docking facility of the head. Yes, your majesty. Most becoming. Dorian quickly swapped a few more pieces and then put on a look of deep pondering when Kasper turned back around.With a sigh, Dorian moved his bishop . Not my greatest play, but itll have to do. He seized one of Kaspers pieces.The move clearly took Kasper by surprise, not all that awful considering the pieces werent where theyd been the last time he looked. He studied the board for almost a minute and then moved a knight, though it didnt yield a capture.Eugenie, you look as though youve been stranded in a desert, mused Dorian. But then, I suppose thats the case, isnt it? Such a shame, all those towns suffering and starving, towns like Songwood.The old man looked up sharply, eyes wide as he stared at me. Songwood?Songwood? I asked in equal confusion. Dorian covertly moved more pieces.I was born in Songwood, said Kasper. People are starving there?Oh, wait, said Dorian. Songwoods in the Willow Land, isnt it? Sorry for the scare. I was finding it had been part of Aesons kingdom. Im trusted Songwoods perfectly fine. He studied the board for a moment and then deftly moved his queen. Checkmate.Kasper gaped. Thats not His eyes roved o ver the board, no doubt looking for any possible way to counter Dorians move.You put upt fight against the queen, said Dorian glibly. Once shes decided to take the king, you might as well give in and enjoy it. I rolled my eyes. Kasper sighed.Excellent game, your majesty.Dorian gave him a comforting pat as the old man stood up. Dont take it so hard. You played bonny decently yourself. Sloppy here and there, but who knows? Theres always next time.Kasper gave another wizened bow and then left us alone. I gave Dorian a censuring look.Youre a bad man. You should be ashamed of yourself.Hardly, he said. That mans the grand chess champion of seven kingdoms. A little humbling will do him good. And oral presentation of humbling, shall we get on to our business?He stood up and extended a hand to me. I didnt take it and simply followed as he walked over to the far side of the room. He sank down onto an ivory satin couch while I chose a velvet loveseat the same color as my dress. I felt afloa t(predicate) in a sea of purple. Dorian produced a stack of parchment from a nearby table.There you are. Just sign, and we can get this out of the way.I flipped through the papers, astonished. I didnt understand most of it. It detailed amounts and shipments of assorted goods, listed inte loosening rates, and laid out some sort of schedule. I gave Dorian an incredulous look.What happened to negotiating?He poured two trashes of white wine from a carafe that sat on the table to his other side. Oh, come now. You dont want to actually do that. I dont want to do that. So why waste our time? I as certainly you, the terms are very, very generous. Probably more generous than you deserve, considering the way you toy with my affections. Your people will be getting a lot of goods on faith for copper that has yet to materialize.Then why did you make me come here?Do you have to ask?No, I grumbled, signing my name with a quill. A quill. Honestly. Youre a bad man.I try. Wine? He gestured to the gl ass hed poured for me.I shook my head. Wouldnt want you to run out. So, I guess me sitting here is part of the price I pay for my kingdoms food. What do you want to do now?His eyes held mine over the top of his wineglass. I could make up a list of things to do longer than that contract.Yeah. Id set myself up for that one. Okay, then. What would you like to talk just about?You, he said. And why you never come see me.You know why. Because you used me and stuck me with that kingdom.You sure do hold a grudge. Is that a human being trait?Its a Eugenie trait.He smiled. Of course. You know, Rurik tried to rape you, yet now you welcome him with open arms.Thats not exactly how Id put it.You know what I sozzled. How can you forgive him and not me?I looked down at my lap and played with the dresss fabric. I didnt have a good answer for that. Rurik had really been a summate asshole when wed met, yet now I took him as a normal fixture around my household. Why did I hold such animosity for Do rian? Because things hadnt started as hostile between us, I realized. Sure, I hadnt trusted him initially, but hed never done me any true harm.I had grown to like him-care about him, even-which made what hed done hurt that much more. Dorian was the one whod guided me through claiming the Thorn Land after wed killed Aeson in a pretty terrible battle. Id simply followed Dorians direction, having no clue what I was doing until it was too late. Once I realized what Id been stuck with, Id felt like every interaction with Dorian had been one outstanding setup. It had seemed like his endgame the whole time had been to oust Aeson and give me that land so that Dorian could eventually control it. That was why I resented him.Are you sure thats it? a sneaky voice inside me wanted to know. No, there might be more. Even I could admit that to myself. The truth was Id developed physical and wound up attachments to Dorian, and I didnt want them. I didnt want to be bound to someone like him, someo ne who was full-blooded gentry-and had the annoying tendency to make me lose control. Slamming up walls of animosity between us was a way to protect myself.What are you thinking? Dorian asked, sparing me from his other question.I was wondering if I just blindly signed my name to sexual favors in that contract. diddly-shit, he said. I wish Id considered that. From the tone of his voice, I think he meant it. Oh, well. Perhaps next time since Im sure this will be the first of many dealings between our kingdoms.I expect not.For a moment, he almost looked hurt. Is it that painful coming here?I felt bad. No, Im sorry. I didnt mean it like that. I meanI hope I dont need any more help. I hope things will just work themselves out in the Thorn Land.His easy smile returned as he finished off his wine. He reached for my untouched glass. Well, harmonise to rumor, things are on the mend, thanks to the omnibenevolent Thorn Queen. Why, I heard the other day that you were out digging ditches and f eeding orphans. Its a wonder you have the time for that, what with your hypocritical job of battling your own subjects in the human world.My subjects dont cross into the human world, I said loftily. Of course, the irony was that might not be true, not if the prove surrounding those girls was any indication. And I never did any of that other stuff. I just found water.He tsked, eyes sparkling with delight. Yes, which is a hundred time more than most monarchs do. Youre out with your people, maybe not working beside them exactly, but its close enough. They think youre some kind of messiah. I guess that sets a good precedent for your son, hmm?I made a face. Dont even go down that road. And anyway, Im not trying to be a messiah. Im just trying to help.Good gods, he said, downing the glass in one gulp. The frightening thing is that youre actually serious. Were you helping them before you arrived here today?Er, well, a little. We stopped in a village and helped find some water.I can tell. When you use your magic, it wreaths you like some sort of afterglow. Its verybecoming.Something about the way he spoke and looked at me made me want to cross my arms and legs protectively-until I remembered crossing my legs wouldnt do me any favors. Fucking dress.I daresay your control of water is becoming very useful, he added. Too bad you didnt continue your lessons with it.I dont need your help anymore. Ive practiced on my own-Ive gotten a lot stronger.Hmm. I see. And what about the rest of your inherited powers? give birth you been practicing with, say, air?For half a second, I thought hed been spying on me. No, that wasnt his style. Hed guessed I would attempt air magic becausewell, he knew me. And because he was Dorian and cagy about such things.As a matter of fact, I have, I said loftily. There. Take that.His lips twitched. I see. And have you been successful?I wasnt fast enough with my answer. He laughed and moved to sit beside me. I tried to scoot over, but there wasnt m uch room.Eugenie, Eugenie. When are you going to stop fighting this-stop fighting me? Youre only going to create more trouble down the road if you dont learn to fully harness your abilities.Right, I said, trying not to notice the apple and cinnamon scent that always surrounded him. Why couldnt I shake this attraction when I found him so annoying half the time? Its for my benefit, right? Not because of your desire to rule the Otherworld and see the prophecy fulfilled?Of course its for those reasons, he scoffed. One thing you had to love about Dorian was his unflinching honesty. But that doesnt mean you cant benefit too. You dont think itd be useful to control air? You dont think that would aid you in helping those poor suffering souls under your control?Damn it. Dont involve them.Theyre already involved. Learn to control storms, and therell never be a drought again. His voice was low, filled with promise and temptation.I thought about the things Id seen, the handle gone barren and hungry faces. I shook my head. Im not going to let you teach me again.What if I got you another teacher?What? I shifted so that we could look at each other eye to eye. What do you mean?Exactly what I sound like. As hard as it is to believe, Im not the only one who knows how to use magic around here. True, Im the most stunningly irresistible and dazzlingly intelligent, but if youre dead set against my help, there are others whom you could benefit from.I turned away and stared off across the room. The water finder Id worked with today had certainly been useful. She was actually the first gentry Id met who had any sort of magic compatible enough to mine to teach me anything. Dorians magic was actually completely different from my own, but he was skilled enough to still transfer the basic principles. But what if I had someone else to tutor me? Someone more in sync with my powers-who wasnt always trying to get me into bed?No. Self-chastisement instantly arose. Magic was dangerous. It ma de you request more of it, and the more I used, the more I embraced my gentry side and lost some of my humanity. Kiyo had advised against it over and over, and I didnt even want to think about what Roland would say.And yetYouve actually got someone in mind? I asked, turning back to Dorian.He nodded. Shes not an exact fit for your powers-honestly, no one is-but shes close and is an excellent instructor.She. That was promising. No one whod want to father a child on me.He seized on my hesitation. Eugenie, why resist this? Its obvious you want to learn more, no matter how haughty you pretend to be about dirtying your hands in the affairs of the shining ones. Stop your pandering and accept this as a gift.What do I have to do in return for this gift? I asked warily.Nothing except learn. If you take my tutor back with you to the Thorn Land, I just want you to promise me youll give her a fair chance.Thats it?Yes. You already know all my other motivations for doing this, so theres no trick there. The rest is on you.True. He had been up-front about his larger designs on me and his megalomania. Okay Kiyo was going to freak out. Ill give her a chance.You promise?I promise.Somehow, every time I agreed to something with Dorian, I always felt like I was signing my soul away.Excellent, he said. Well make an all-powerful queen out of you yet. He reached his hand over and smoothed out where some of my dresss fabric had wrinkled up near the slit. His motion actually covered up more of my leg with the skirt, though it did involve his fingers brushing against my skin. For a brief, dangerous instant, I kind of wished hed move his fingers underneath the dress. Instead, he simply left his hand on my thigh.Dorian, I said warningly.Hmm?I looked pointedly down.He followed my gaze. Oh, look at that. It seemed so natural, I hardly noticed, he said cheerfully, removing the guilty hand. I almost feltdisappointed. allow me fetch your new teacher since Im guessing you wont be lured into sta ying for dinner.You guessed right. You really are dazzlingly intelligent, I said wryly.He stood up and flashed me a grin. And stunningly attractive?Just go get her.He left the room, and I watched the way his long, lean build moved and how the sunlight streaming through a window turned his hair every shade of red, orange, and gold. Dorian was trouble. Yes, I suspected I really had made a deal with the devil.Particularly when I saw who his instructor was.Her? I exclaimed.I shot up from my chair. Dorian had just entered the room, and standing beside him was Ysabel-the Eugenie-clone strumpet from the party. Her blue eyes widened when she saw me. Apparently I wasnt the only one who had been caught by surprise.What is this? she demanded. You said you wanted me to instruct someone.I do, he said calmly. Youre going to pack your things and return with the Thorn Queen. You will teach her to use her magic to the best of her ability.No, she said icily. I will not.His pleasant demeanor dropped. Yes, you will. This isnt a request. Youre my subject, ergo you follow my commands. And I am commanding you to go with her. Unless youre openly defying me?I couldnt help a shiver. Id occasionally seen this hard side of Dorian, and it always unnerved me. It was such an abrupt change from his usual laconic self, the self who bantered and tried to feel me upand I found the change kind of terrifying.Dorian, I said uneasily. Dont make her do anything she doesnt want to do.She glared at me. I dont need your financial aid here.What she wants is irrelevant, said Dorian. I was a bit surprised at how casually he was able to order her about and objectify her. Id assumed whomever he was dormancy with at any given time would be someone he had feelings for. Who knew? Maybe he cared about her a lot but was still able to treat her as a subject. Or maybe he just cared about me more.Yeah, well, I dont want her, I retorted.Also irrelevant, he replied, eyes still fixed on Ysabel. You made a promise to give your teacher a fair chance-unless youre going to be human and go back on your word?This isnt quite what I expectedIt doesnt matter. Youre either going to keep your promise or you wont. And you, he said to Ysabel, are either going to observe or not.Ysabels eyes were ablaze with rage, and her breathing was heavy. I had the feeling she wanted to burst forth with a million expletives, but she bit her lip as though physically forcing them back. At last, she swallowed and took a deep breath. When she spoke, her words were to Dorian, but her gaze was on me. I hadnt seen malevolence like that in quite some time-no, wait. That wasnt entirely true. Her look was a lot like the one Volusian often gave me.Of course, I will obey, your majesty. With great pleasure.