Free A Kiss of Darkness (Gothos Series) by Selena Wolfcastlin Page B

“You are like no other human I have met. You radiate a kindness from your very being, and you are beautiful. It humbles me with shame that I have judged your kind for so long. Perhaps you can teach me to forgive them.” Argo gazed at her thoughtfully. Her presence rekindled something deep within his core. It might be due to the loneliness he felt or something more. It wasn’t clear to him yet. Standing at his side she looked down at the land below and shook her head a bit. “They want to kill you. Doesn’t that scare you?” she asked after a long silence. There was tightness in his cheek in response to her words causing him to turn his gaze away. “As I said before I am a coward to hide here.  They think that killing me will frighten the rest of my kind into submission, but I don’t think we are so weak. I believe in my people and in the prophecies” he commented. This got her attention peaked as she touched his arm again. “Prophecies? “ she couldn’t help but inquire. He smiled slowly and walked to the books and ran his fingers along their bindings. “There is a prophecy that says that the man who is meant to find the sword will bring peace between the Sythians and the humans. This will change to the four territories. I believe in these prophecies that were foretold by our astronomer Mikanose, centuries ago. My faith is all I have left amongst this bloodshed.” Sera took that in and nodded her head. “I would like to learn about your culture. Your kind has attacked my people, but I understand that not all of you are monsters” she said softly. “I have trouble believing in the prophecies you speak of, but true or not I want to find some way to help.”
    5. Serpent’s Entwining
    Sera found her way back to the bathing area from the secret tunnel. Stepping out of the tunnel she found herself stepping into the water .Once again she removed her dress and held it up lest it get wet in her movements. Wading across the warm, steamy water she felt the coolness of the air contrasting against it. She reached the other side of pool and climbed the stairs. Pulling the wrinkled dress over her body she walked out of the bathing chambers, unable to find neither hide nor hair of Brena. Where was the girl? Yes, she was lazy but to not be on duty was almost unheard of. Sera walked to the side of the chamber and picked up the towel hanging from a single peg she ran it over her face. Feeling a bit disgruntled at the girl’s absence she held the towel to her hair and walked down the hallway. The longer she searched for the girl, the more annoyed she felt. A few rooms down she heard strange noises coming from behind the door. It sounded like an animal groaning. Still feeling a little nervous after the attack from the village she took her time approaching the door. Looking around for a guard or someone, not sure if she should handle this by herself. Finding no one around she walked to the door and touched the handle. Pulling her hand back for a moment she hesitated realizing that it might be something more obvious than what she first thought. Surely she didn’t want to interrupt someone in the throes of passion, but on the other hand this might be where her wayward maid is. Pushing on the wooden door, she eased it open a little bit. On the bed were two naked figured tangled in a sheet. The sound she was hearing was her second guess.  Immediately she knew the woman, her head thrown up back in absolute abandoned passion.  It was Brena with her arms and legs thrown around her lover’s strong body. It must be one of the guards from the strong arms and torso who must be shirking his duties to take a tumble with a disobedient servant girl. Starting to ease herself  from the room she stopped when she saw a scar on the man’s back, it was a deep line going vertical next to the spine.  Her heart dropped in her stomach as she stood unable to tear her eyes off of the man’s nude back. If she needed more evidence the man raised