The Assassin's Curse
them,” she said, hoping for the former. If
she had to kill people, she wanted them to be people who... well,
people who deserved it, though she admitted she wasn’t someone who
could fairly judge that.
    “I heard them speaking,” Sicarius said.
    “And?” Amaranthe prompted when he did not
volunteer more.
    “They were brother and sister, seeking to
regain their family’s honor after a disgrace. They would have been
heroes, had they returned home with that much Turgonian
technology.”
    “I see.” Maybe she shouldn’t have asked. It
disheartened her to realize those two had been on a mission not so
dissimilar to her own. “We better tend to your wound and head back
to the city. We’ll have to take a break from training while you
recover.”
    “We?”
    “You don’t expect me to tread water while
holding a brick over my head by myself, do you?”
     
    THE END

 
    ALSO BY THE AUTHOR
     
    Novels with Amaranthe and Sicarius:
     
    THE EMPEROR’S EDGE
    DARK CURRENTS
    DEADLY GAMES
     
    Other novels:
     
    ENCRYPTED
     
    Novellas:
     
    FLASH GOLD
    HUNTED
    PEACEMAKER (Winter 2012)
     
    FIND THE AUTHOR ONLINE
     
    http://www.lindsayburoker.com/
    http://twitter.com/GoblinWriter
    http://www.facebook.com/LindsayBuroker
     

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