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“I’ll return another time.”
“Don’t go yet.” Since I was close, I tried to dose him, but my hand caught as I brought the ring to his face and the gas emerged visibly. He grabbed my wrist and held it, his lips a thin line.
“What’s this? Poison?” he spat.
“No. It’s, uh…”
“Doesn’t matter. I will see you with a rope around your neck before morning,” the councilor promised.
“You misunderstand.” I tried to smooth things over.
“Guards to me!” he yelled.
I knew no one could actually hear Blato, and yet the fact he tried caused me to panic.
“You can’t tell,” I begged. “Please.”
“Whore,” he spat.
As if the word acted as a trigger, Palla rushed in from her hiding spot, leading Blato to exclaim, “I’ll see youbothhung.”
I couldn’t blame Palla for skewering the man. Blato slid to the floor in a growing puddle of his own blood. Dead.
We both stared at the body.
“I’ll tell them I did it.” I held my hand out for Palla’s sword.
“I’m the one who killed him. I’ll take the blame.”
“Only because you were protecting me,” I protested.
“And I’d do it again.”
“This is all my fault. I should have never tried to take Qynn’s spot.”
“I should have subdued him like I was taught.”
Our argument lasted long enough that Qynn returned. She eyed the body on the floor and pursed her lips. “Well, this is a fine mess.”
“I’m sorry. I’m to blame,” I hastened to say.
Palla jumped in. “I did this. I killed him.” She held out her sword, verbally falling on it.
I stepped in front of her. “Palla was just protecting me. She doesn’t deserve punishment. I’m the one to blame.
“Enough!” Qynn cut through our renewed attempts at being a martyr. “You’re both at fault.”
I hung my head. “I’m sorry. We’ll make it clear when the guard comes to arrest us to not mention you at all.”
Palla nodded. “We’ll make it clear you weren’t involved.”
“Listen to you both, ready to just give up.” Qynn shook her head. “Foolish girls. Do you think this is the first time someone’s accidentally gotten themselves killed? It’s annoying but not the end of the world.”
Kya chose that moment to enter and tsked. “Did you have to kill him on the rug? They’re expensive to replace.”
We got a lesson that night on how to get away with murder. It involved how to dispose of a body while leaving a trail of false evidence.
Kya explained that people who just disappeared led to more intense searches, but people who died ignobly? Families buried them quickly.
