He’s a prick, and that’s putting it nicely.
His eyes travel over our group, lingering on Farren for longer than I like. I have to force myself not to step between them and block his view. All that will do is make him more interested in her.
I try not to smile as I think of Reaper, looming in the darkness just behind Farren. I have absolutely no doubts in my mind that he will eat Ricollio if he gets too close to Farren, and I have to admit that it wouldn’t be a big loss.
“Ricollio, fancy running into you all the way out here,” I reply, my eyebrow raised slightly.
“It’s a shame, I know. We were all hoping you were dead,” he replies.
I shrug, a sharp smile twisting my lips as I reply, “No such luck. I’m harder to kill than that. What do you want? We both know it’s not a coincidence that you found us.”
He pauses and stares at me.
It’s something he likes to do, and I don’t know what he thinks it achieves. I imagine he just likes to make people wait because he’s a dick like that or because he thinks that it’s intimidating. It may be for someone else, but it just makes me think that he’s a few sandwiches short of a picnic basket.
“You always were a smart maggot,” he replies.
I roll my eyes. His response is so typical, expected, and boring that it hasn’t actually ever bothered me. He likes to think that it does, and occasionally I let him think that, so he fucks off and leaves me alone quicker.
I don’t have the time for this shit.
I have never had time for the bullshit that they try to cause. There is so much that’s going on that is more important than whatever the fuck that they’re trying to do.
I could have ended it, handed him his arse and watched him walk away with his tail between his legs, literally.
However, I have always needed to keep how strong I actually am hidden, and Ricollio is supposed to be stronger than I am. For the time being, I need him to keep thinking that’s the case, even though it never has been. The compound relies heavily on a strength-based hierarchy. If for some reason I end up back there, I need them all to carry on underestimating me.
The sooner I can get rid of Ricollio, the better.
The rest of the guards stay silent and look somewhat bored behind him, although I know from experience that they’re all keeping an eye on the surrounding area to prevent us from being attacked.
Or rather themselves.
They would sacrifice us to save themselves. I’ve seen them do it before.
Farren
Idon’t like him.
Chapter Twelve
Farren
That’s an understatement. If it weren’t for the fact that Rast had told us not to kill them, then I would have definitely taken his head. I may have let the others live if they had decided to run away rather than fight back.
The only reason why I’m not getting rid of him anyway is that it doesn’t seem to be bothering Rast at all.
If anything, Rast seems to be bored with it.
I know that technically they’re supposed to be the good guys, but the ground started vibrating in warning as soon as they got close enough. Actually, it started to warn me moments before Laikynn came to warn us. I just didn’t pick up on it until Laikynn warned us.
I don’t know how to explain it, but I somehow knew that the realm was telling me to be cautious around them, not that they were a direct threat that I needed to get rid of immediately.
This new development is honestly crazy.
I’ll freely admit that, but it’s been incredibly helpful so far, and I will take any help that we can get in this situation. The help is familiar.Actually, not the help itself, I’ve never had the Void talk to me like this before, and that is what it’s doing, it’s talking to me, but it very definitely feels like the Void, it gives me the same feeling of comfort and familiarity.
It feels like a friend.
