Conn
sat down, a warm, very solid presence beside her. Eba's gaze flew to the
youngest man of all. With the darkness of the hall behind him, Kimi's pale hair
shone silver and rose in the firelight as he laughed at some joke. He is only a
boy, Eba thought. He still had the prettiness of childhood, though faint glints
and sparkles around his chin announced the beginnings of a new beard. He
turned, his gaze slapped into her face and Eba flinched at the contempt in his
hard blue eyes.
Conn
stirred at her side. "Kimi doesn't want to be married, after all!"
Kimi scowled at his cousin, but Conn was not cowed. "You won't find a girl
prettier than this, Kimi. Better grab her fast."
Kimi's
smile became a sneer. "I don't want her. If you do, you can have
her."
Eba's
blood thudded in her ears. Nervousness, fright and ale combined into sudden
overwhelming anger. She banged her bowl down on the hearthstones and sprang to
her feet. “Good," she snapped. "I'll leave first thing in the
morning, then."
Speechless,
startled faces all around the fire pit stared up at her. Eba swallowed with
difficulty and the thought she might have just consigned herself to the slave
market flitted across her mind.
Torquil
grunted, slapped his palm across his knee and began to laugh. One by one the
men relaxed and laughed with him. Only Kimi was not amused. He got to his feet
and glared at her across the hearth. "You'll go nowhere. You're not pretty
enough to marry me." His glance slid over her from head to foot. "But
you can be my bed slave, for as long as I please."
His
high tones grated on Eba's already lacerated nerves. "I'd rather
die!" She glared at him. "Why, you're still a child whose voice
hasn't broken! I won't be here for very long at all, I assure you. My brother
will come for me."
The
fire hummed in the silence and one of the wolfhounds opened its mouth and
yawned. Kimi snorted in derision. "I'll look forward to it," he said.
"And I'll sharpen my sword."
~~~~~
This exciting story is set in Dublin in the years of Viking domination in Ireland. Eba, a headstrong teenager, always seems to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, and grows up very fast during one summer of dramatic happenings. I went to Dublin specifically to check I'd written sensibly about the places in the story, and still have good memories of Dublin.
You can read Dark Pool on Kindle via http://www.amazon.com/Dark-Pool-Banners-Alba-Sequel-ebook/dp/B004SREKJI and visit with me on my blog at http://jenblackauthor.blogspot.com
Uploaded by Jen Black 24/07/2013
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