Page 63 of Fallen Angels

“I don’t want your concern,” the necromancer answer real tight-lipped like.

Pretty nod, but the concern still be there on her face, all the same. “Thank you. For everything, thank you.”

Masky nod as he looks at her. “This might be our only chance to free the Midnight Queen. This is a necessary risk, but one that comes at a very high price.” Masky look up at the rest of us. “Just make sure it was worth my sacrifice.” He face Pretty again befores he look at the others. “And keep her safe.”

“We will,” Cambion answer, like Masky was just talkin’ to him. That elf got him a real self-importance problem.

Masky walk over to Gargoyle who be all broody. Then Masky whisper somethin’ in hims ear that make the Shadow King frown at his boots like they interestin’ all o’ a sudden. I flys up to the table where the elf sittin’ an tap him on the shoulder real quiet like.

“You gots a plan if this fuckin’ thing go sideways? I ain’t too keen on gettin’ my ass roasted over an open fire for Variant’s supper. Hear he like hims sprite nice an plump like me.”

Elf, he roll his eyes like I don’t know nuthin’. “Variant doesn’t eat sprites, you fucking moron.”

I pull my shirt down where it rode up my belly an’ grab me crossbow. I think I’ll call her “Tilly” ‘cause I can’t remember what the fuck’s Noni named the damn thing. Yeah, I like Tilly.

The End

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MIDNIGHT KINGDOM

CHAPTER ONE

DRAGAN

The Castle in the Sky

Instantly the smell of old books hits me in the face when I step inside the old and forgotten library.

Cambion slips through the door to the dilapidated hovel which was once a three-story, beautiful library. I remember this library—it was the location of the most important books—those that categorized the history of all things. Once upon a time, to enter this library was a privilege and there were those who would have put their lives on the line to protect the tomes herein.

Actually, they did put their lives on the line and in turn, they lost them…

Over time and due to neglect, the walls have eroded and the shelves are all busted or missing. Books litter the floor and piles of them take up the corners—all left here to rot. The second floor above our heads is intact in two places, and the stained glass panels high above us are broken and jagged.

Cambion scouts ahead, searching for any possible threats. He emerges from behind a broken wall a moment later, giving his nod of approval. “So long as we stay away from the parts of the floor where time has rotted the wood, it looks safe.”

“I wonder what Pyre wants us to find?” Eilish asks as she trails a slender finger along the spines of five books that still hold their place on the shelf before her. She moves on from them, being careful where she steps. Flumph plucks a large tome about Fae creatures from a pile and sits down beside me uninvited. His legs swing as he flips through the pages.

“Why ain’t you in here?” Flumph asks.

“In where?”

“In my butt,” he responds and then rolls his eyes. “In this fuckin’ book!”

I shrug. “Gargoyles aren’t Fae.”

“What is they, then? Butt ugly, pig-faced flyin’ monkeys?” the little reptile asks. “‘Cause that how they looks to me. All grumpy-like with they little black eyes and snarly lips.”

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