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brother?”
“That’s not the Saman I know.”
He came to me and took me in his arms. All I wanted to do was rest my face against his chest but reality gnawed at me. There was no way I could relax even if there was nothing we could do. I pushed away from him.
“What are we going to do?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“How can you be so calm?”
“I’m not.”
I watched him, waiting for him to come up with a solution. “Well?”
“Clem, I don’t know. I was sure Saman would help us. I haven’t seen him in two years. It was as much of a surprise to me as it was to you. Let’s get out of here.”
I followed him to the door. “Where are we going to go?”
“I don’t know. But we need to get out of here.”
“Before Kefi raises the alarm?”
He glanced back at me suddenly. “Maybe. Maybe we can get to him before he does.”
He closed the door behind me. We walked slowly and soberly past Saman’s assistant. The moment the door was closed behind us we started to run.
Chapter Seventeen
We sat in the first empty carriage we found. I waited until Simo was seated beside me before I spoke. My head was buzzing with questions for him – it seemed like every one he answered generated at least five more.
“You’re half human?” I demanded when I saw him close his eyes.
“Are you gonna let me get some sleep? It’s been a long day.”
“You can sleep in the cells for the next twenty years.”
He stared at me. His eyes, already deep and soulful, took on a new level of intensity. “You’re right. Fuck this. Come on.”
I stood up and followed him to the other end of the carriage and through the door into the next one. We’d walked through five empty carriages before I grabbed his arm and tried to force him to stop. “Where are you going?”
“We’re almost there.”
The door in front of us was covered with reflective paper, preventing anyone from seeing inside. Simo pulled it open and grinned back at me. I followed him into the carriage and gasped as I saw what was inside. From the outside, it was just the same as all the others except it wasn’t possible to see inside. On the inside, it was a world away. The floor was carpeted and the walls were draped with what looked like silk. There was a long dining table at the end closest to us, and a huge, jacquard daybed at the other.
“What the hell is this?”
Simo closed the door carefully. “The council carriage. It’s reserved for members of the higher council. But you're right – we might be behind bars before the end of the day. We may as well make it a memorable one.”
My heart started to race when I saw the glint in his eye.
Chapter Eighteen
Simo took my hand and led me to the daybed. When we got closer, I saw that it was even bigger than the huge bed in Kefi’s quarters. It seemed like days ago since we had fled that place, but it wasn’t even twenty four hours.
“Why are we going back there?” I whispered.
Simo knelt in front of me and took my face in his hands. “Without my brother’s help, it’s the only way we can be free.”
“What if we get caught?”
He leaned forward and kissed me gently. “Shhh. These could be your last hours of freedom. Let’s enjoy it.”
I closed my eyes and nodded.
“Look what I found,” he said, reaching over to the cabinet behind him.
“What is it?”
“Champagne.”
“Oh.”
The Erostrians allowed alcohol in the bars, but nothing like this. The bars served up beers from the factories in the mid-west. They had different labels but they all had the same weak, sour taste. I’d never even seen a bottle of champagne, let alone tasted it.
“We shouldn’t,” I said, pushing away the glass he held out for me.
“Why the hell not?” His eyes were bright. “This might be our last day of freedom. Our first day together is also our last. And you don’t think we should make it one to remember?”
I sat up straighter. “You’re right.”
He held out the glass for
“That’s not the Saman I know.”
He came to me and took me in his arms. All I wanted to do was rest my face against his chest but reality gnawed at me. There was no way I could relax even if there was nothing we could do. I pushed away from him.
“What are we going to do?”
He shook his head. “I don’t know.”
“How can you be so calm?”
“I’m not.”
I watched him, waiting for him to come up with a solution. “Well?”
“Clem, I don’t know. I was sure Saman would help us. I haven’t seen him in two years. It was as much of a surprise to me as it was to you. Let’s get out of here.”
I followed him to the door. “Where are we going to go?”
“I don’t know. But we need to get out of here.”
“Before Kefi raises the alarm?”
He glanced back at me suddenly. “Maybe. Maybe we can get to him before he does.”
He closed the door behind me. We walked slowly and soberly past Saman’s assistant. The moment the door was closed behind us we started to run.
Chapter Seventeen
We sat in the first empty carriage we found. I waited until Simo was seated beside me before I spoke. My head was buzzing with questions for him – it seemed like every one he answered generated at least five more.
“You’re half human?” I demanded when I saw him close his eyes.
“Are you gonna let me get some sleep? It’s been a long day.”
“You can sleep in the cells for the next twenty years.”
He stared at me. His eyes, already deep and soulful, took on a new level of intensity. “You’re right. Fuck this. Come on.”
I stood up and followed him to the other end of the carriage and through the door into the next one. We’d walked through five empty carriages before I grabbed his arm and tried to force him to stop. “Where are you going?”
“We’re almost there.”
The door in front of us was covered with reflective paper, preventing anyone from seeing inside. Simo pulled it open and grinned back at me. I followed him into the carriage and gasped as I saw what was inside. From the outside, it was just the same as all the others except it wasn’t possible to see inside. On the inside, it was a world away. The floor was carpeted and the walls were draped with what looked like silk. There was a long dining table at the end closest to us, and a huge, jacquard daybed at the other.
“What the hell is this?”
Simo closed the door carefully. “The council carriage. It’s reserved for members of the higher council. But you're right – we might be behind bars before the end of the day. We may as well make it a memorable one.”
My heart started to race when I saw the glint in his eye.
Chapter Eighteen
Simo took my hand and led me to the daybed. When we got closer, I saw that it was even bigger than the huge bed in Kefi’s quarters. It seemed like days ago since we had fled that place, but it wasn’t even twenty four hours.
“Why are we going back there?” I whispered.
Simo knelt in front of me and took my face in his hands. “Without my brother’s help, it’s the only way we can be free.”
“What if we get caught?”
He leaned forward and kissed me gently. “Shhh. These could be your last hours of freedom. Let’s enjoy it.”
I closed my eyes and nodded.
“Look what I found,” he said, reaching over to the cabinet behind him.
“What is it?”
“Champagne.”
“Oh.”
The Erostrians allowed alcohol in the bars, but nothing like this. The bars served up beers from the factories in the mid-west. They had different labels but they all had the same weak, sour taste. I’d never even seen a bottle of champagne, let alone tasted it.
“We shouldn’t,” I said, pushing away the glass he held out for me.
“Why the hell not?” His eyes were bright. “This might be our last day of freedom. Our first day together is also our last. And you don’t think we should make it one to remember?”
I sat up straighter. “You’re right.”
He held out the glass for
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