Page 59 of This Vicious Grace


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“I get it. Sorry we’re not making this easy for you.”

Alessa tried to wipe her eyes discreetly as Kamaria left the room.

“Don’t say anything,” she said to Dante, who was watching her far too closely.

“Wasn’t going to.”

She sniffed. “They’re all alive.”

“They are.”

“Saida has a good attitude. Josef was a good sport. Kamaria was strong and she seems motivated. Kaleb was… well, Kaleb was Kaleb.”

“I enjoyed watching him squirm.”

She gave him a scolding look. “Be nice.”

“I’m not nice.”

“I think you might be, actually.”

Dante looked mortally offended, which struck her as so funny she began laughing, then couldn’t stop, until the tears she’d been fighting broke free and she wasn’t sure if she was laughing or crying.

Dante looked increasingly horrified, but she couldn’t have stopped herself for anything in the world.

“Uh, are you okay?” he asked.

“Never better,” she wheezed. “Inigo?”

“Wrong.”

“Alberto?”

“Still wrong.” He held the door open for her.

“Ranieri?”

“Not even close.”

“Julian? Amadeo?”

“All right, piccola, that’s enough for today.”

The rain had become a deluge during their training session. Water coursed from the eaves of the courtyard, ferocious gusts of wind sending sheets of rain sideways, so the covered walkway offered no protection.

Alessa and Dante sloshed through the courtyard to the stairs, and she heard a huddle of servants arguing about the fastest wayto bail out the kitchens. If the Cittadella, perched at the top of the city, was this inundated, she hated to think of everywhere else.

“Shall we make a run for it?” Alessa asked Dante.

Rainwater dripped from the tips of his hair as he looked at the sky. They were going to be drenched no matter what.

“Come on.” Alessa grabbed her skirts and dashed into the pouring rain. She could barely see past the water coursing down her face, but she stuck her tongue out at the statue of Crollo as she passed anyway.

A loud rumble, and someone slammed into her.

“What—”

Dante propelled her forward as something crashed to the ground behind them. The statue. Shards of marble skittered across the waterlogged courtyard.

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