Page 171 of Visions of Fury
A smile stretches across her face. “It’s nice to meet you, Tiernan.” She holds a wineskin out to me. “This will help. It’s a pain tonic. It’ll help with the fever too until I can get you to a proper Healer.”
I take the wineskin with trembling hands. I don’t know her or if I can trust her, but I just want it to end. What could possibly be worse when death seems like it would be a relief?
The liquid goes down my throat smoothly, and the effects slowly start to take place. I breathe out a sigh, straightening against the trunk I’ve been slumped against.
Slowly my surroundings filter in. Thick trees and bushes all around. I turn back to the woman who helped me, and there’s an odd familiarity in those eyes. “What did you say your name was?” I ask her.
The grin that splits her face iswrong. A rush of something that feels off drifts over me. There’s an eagerness, along with something more sinister that I cannot put my finger on. Her voice whispers something in my mind, but I force myself to keep a straight face, to not respond to the overwhelming desire to run from this woman who clearly does not have good intentions.
“I didn’t say,” she responds.
“Alright …”
She rises to her feet with an airy giggle. “But you’ve told me your name, so it is only fair I tell you mine. My name is Nimue.”
Wrong,something inside of me screams.Wrong, wrong, wrong!
I struggle to my feet as her lips tilt into an odd smile. Her thoughts are so clear that had her lips not moved, I would’ve sworn she spoke the words aloud:His blood will be perfect.
Shit.
Just as Nimue extends her hand to me, I turn.
And I fucking run.
**to be continued**
