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wanted to get space from each other. One drawing room had been discreetly
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changed into a meeting room for those of Belgair's guardsmyn who shared his
aversion to seeing Kynyr on the throne.
They had to bring their own liquor; Belgair refused to be out of pocket for
their excesses. Gorgarty sulked in a corner with a bottle of cheap whiskey,
his right eye puffy and bruised from Tobrytan MacFie's blow. Stupid bitch
liked it. I got it into her good and hard. She liked it."
Gorgarty's muttering drew the attention of Lennox Strahan. He cast about, and
seeing that the only one there was Gorgarty, sauntered over and joined him at
his table. What bitch? The one that gave you that black eye?"
"She didn't. That other bloody sodomite did. She kicked me in the wag-staff.
Damn well hurts ta piss, it does."
Lennox bit his tongue to keep from laughing. Who was she?"
"Betrys Sinclair."
"Todd's slut. Lennox sobered. Todd Sinclair was a legend; but no one had ever
expected the legend to show up alive in Wolffgard. It had been generally
believed that Todd had perished in the Ambush at Kinsdale Wood. Todd's arrival
had increased the standing of Kynyr Maguire in the eyes of the townsmyn as
well as some members of the guard. Take away the old mon and that pretty boy
will be nothing."
Gorgarty grumbled. That bloody gray cock gets it in all the bitches. I betcha
that cub in the slut's belly is Sinclair's."
"Kady?"
"Yeah. The slut called it rape, even though she was opening her legs to all
the other dogs. And now she thinks she's a princess cause she's married a
bastard. As for Sinclair ... I'd like to stick him ... watch his eyes bulge
when I twist the blade."
Gorgarty hated Todd Sinclair. The mon had taken him by surprise and beaten him
over Kady. To make matters even more humiliating, Erskine, Vayle, and Robert
had administered a sound beating to Gorgarty over Kady that same day. Now some
stupid monk had beaten him over Betrys.
"He's out of town, Gorgarty, said Lennox.
"When he comes back, I'll get him."
"He isn't coming back. I've sent some myn to slip him the blade. It didn't
take much asking around to figure where he was."
A grin spread across Gorgarty's face. That's good. That's real good."
"I've heard all the stories about Sinclair. It's bullshit. And even if it
isn't, he's old, Gorgarty."
"Once he's gone, we can all take turns with his bitches."
Lennox shook his head. No one would ever accuse Gorgarty of being intelligent.
That's not the reason for taking out Sinclair."
"No? Gorgarty sounded puzzled.
"No. If we're going to hang Claw's pretty little bitch-boy, then Sinclair
needs to die."
"Oh, right. I still get ta stuff his bitches, don't I?"
"Yeah. Lennox could only stand Gorgarty in small measures or at the Striped
Dog where he could let others do most of the interacting. Gorgarty was big and
half-decent with his fists and his blades. Their goals ran together, and that
was all of it. Kynyr had been a thorn in Lennox's side for years, getting
promoted over him time and again even before it came out that he was Claw's
bastard grandson.
Damien Kildare drifted into the room carrying a large satchel at his side,
spied them sitting and grabbed a chair at their table. He placed the satchel
in the middle of the table, took out a bottle of good wine, glasses, and a
wooden box. Damien grinned broadly as he opened the box. It contained a wealth
of fine white powder and a metal tube.
Gorgarty leaned in, fascinated. Is that what I think it is?"
"The purest White Fire I've ever seen."
Lennox gave Damien a skeptical look, dipped his little finger into it, and
sucked it. You're right. That's damned pure. Must be worth a thousand crowns.
How'd you get it?"
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"When Preece Malloy got himself offed by that fellow who calls himself Always
Faithful ... well, I was in charge of the crew sent to clean his possessions
out for the crown. I kept a few things for myself."
"You going to share? Or are you looking to sell?"
"Do a few lines, friendly like. If you want more than that, I'd like to see
some coin."
Lennox laid three lines out in the lid and gestured for Damien to give him the
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