Bloodfeud (The Scarlet Star Trilogy Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
They passed by without a care to his situation; to his plight, he could say. Merion stared down and let his eyes blur with the lazy flow of the slate-blue Thames. At least its silence could distract him, along with the thunder rumbling in the distance. A storm circled the city. The granite clouds wrapped the spires in their blanket, spitting rain. Every now and again, a flicker of light raced through their innards, and thunder rolled once more. Merion began to pace again, receiving a few suspicious looks from passers-by and loiterers alike. His muttered rehearsal of words didn’t help matters. No Lurker, nor Lilain today. Just him and his thoughts. The foreboding clung to him like bramble to a dog’s backside. He should have been skipping, not tramping back and forth. There was only one more night until Dizali met his downfall. One more night, and yet preparing for the final hurdle was proving far more difficult than he’d imagined. It wasn’t the part about talking to Witchazel: he had rehearsed that many times already.
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