Pyramid Of Blood (Swords Versus Tanks Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
The world was no longer spinning, just gently rocking from side to side. She was propped up against the Flexiglass wall of the Control Car. Icy blue light flooded through the frost-coated windows. She shivered. "Why’s the heating off?" Somebody pressed a canteen to her lips. "Drink," barked Sir Ranulph. Jasmine flinched. She felt as if she’d been run over by tank. "What hit me?" She squinted up at the mountainous knight and grinned. "I guess you did." Sir Ranulph just glowered at her from behind a veil of condensed breath. A blanket covered his broad shoulders like a cloak, but did not hide the oily bloodstains on his black velvet doublet. They’d almost kissed in Ragnar’s Hall. And then she’d helped to kill his friends. No wonder he’d hacked a path to her – she’d have done the same for Marcel. "Why did you spare me?" Sir Ranulph just looked at her. Jasmine drew in her legs and discovered somebody had wrapped her in a blanket. Could she stand without vomiting? She shuffled her feet and rubbed her palms together.
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