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“And what good has it done us?” I ask. “We’re no closer to saving the girls than we were weeks ago. We’ve lost nearly two years in Arras, Jost. Two years.”
“You think I don’t know that?” he growls. “You think that every second that passes doesn’t remind me that Sebrina is slipping away?”
“I’ve been training,” I say. “I can alter, unwind. Don’t tell me that I’ve done nothing.”
“You have done something,” Jost says. “You’ve become a weapon. Did you fight yesterday? Fulfill your purpose?”
I hate that word—weapon. But I hold my ground and don’t miss a beat. Jost won’t win this argument. I won’t let him. “I’m no one’s weapon. No one is using me. I’m not being dragged around looking for a mythic answer to our problems.”
Jost gives me a rueful smile. “Enjoy your pedestal, Ad.”
“You’re the one who put me up there.”
Jost turns to go, but it’s at exactly that moment that Erik appears, dressed only in his jeans. He must have heard me chasing after Jost, which means he’s been listening to us fight.
“The problem isn’t the pedestal, Jost,” Erik says. “It’s that when we fall off, you won’t help us back up. We can’t all live according to your rigid moral standards.”
“So you slept with Adelice,” Jost counters, “to prove me right? To show you’re as good as the dirt you landed in?”
Erik’s eyes meet mine and I see pain in them. “You have it wrong. Nothing happened, but from now on what does happen is between Adelice and me,” Erik says, edging closer to his brother, “because I’m in love with her.”
Well, that’s out in the open.
“You’re in love with yourself. You’ve never cared more about someone else’s happiness than your own. You wanted her so you took her. Like you wanted to leave Saxun, so you did. You never consider anyone else,” Jost accuses.
I know what Erik has gone through. I know he’s struggled with what might have been if he’d stayed in Saxun. I know it. But Jost doesn’t. Because Erik and Jost barely talk to each other unless they’re arguing, and I’m sick of it.
“Don’t stop now,” Erik says. “Tell me how I should have stopped what happened in Saxun. Tell me how I could have stuck around and wasted my life fishing. Tell me that I should have stood in the shadows while you ignored the only good thing you had going instead of falling in love with Adelice.”
“You don’t know the first thing about love.”
“Maybe I don’t,” Erik admits, “but I know a thing or two about fighting. When are you going to step up and fight for something, little brother? I never held it against you that you didn’t share my ambitions. When you came to the Coventry, I didn’t judge you for watching and thinking. And when you went after Adelice, I didn’t blame you. But there comes a time when you have to figure out what to fight for and actually do it.”
I might as well not even be here, because their gazes are locked on each other.
“And what do you fight for?” Jost asks.
“Adelice,” Erik says without hesitation. “You had your chance. I’m not waiting around any longer. I’ve held back because I felt bad. But this time you lost, and it had nothing to do with me.”
“Anyone care what I think?” I ask in a quiet voice.
“No!” they respond in unison without turning to me.
“Fine.” I walk away, leaving both boys in the dim glow of halogen, but before I can flee to my quarters, two Sunrunners step into my path.
“We’re going to need you to return to your room, miss.” A row of stitches runs up the side of one’s face. He must have seen some action last night.
“I’m on my way,” I tell him, maneuvering around the pair toward the door.
“You too,” the man calls to Jost and Erik, interrupting the brothers’ heated argument.
“In a minute,” Jost responds, not bothering to look at the Sunrunner.
“This estate is on lockdown. Our orders are to shoot anyone who resists us,” the Sunrunner warns. “If you have a room, I suggest you go to it.”
I wait long enough to see both Erik and Jost slinking back toward their rooms before I disappear into the safety of mine.
THIRTY-FIVE
