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go?”
“Um, Darcy, you
should know that Jenysis is a highly skilled fencer,” Noah tells
her.
“So am I. How about
it?”
“I’d quite fancy a
chance to cut you, so yes, let’s.”
I look back and forth
at the two of them as they try and stare each other down. They’re
both redheads, but that’s where the similarities end. Darcy is in a
loose band t-shirt and her leather pants, while Jen is wearing an
elaborate designer top and wide leg pants. Darcy’s bright orange
hair is short and sassy, while Jen’s long hair has subtle shades of
red and is styled to within an inch of its life. Knowing them both, I
wouldn’t even begin to try and bet on a winner. They’re the
fiercest women I’ve ever met. Well, maybe Reina Corrigan is
fiercer, but thankfully, she’s not here right now.
“Here,” Noah says,
coming back into the room with the rapiers. I hadn’t even noticed
that he’d left.
“Thanks,” they both
say at once, and then head out the French doors before facing off.
It’s a pretty amazing
sight to see as they square off. They’re evenly matched as they
battle one another. They’re jumping on top of chairs, flipping over
tables, and doing a bunch of other shit that looks like it came from
some old movie. I can’t take my eyes off of Darcy as she wields
that sword. It’s fucking hot.
“You better not be
thinking about how hot Darcy looks,” I tell Noah, never taking my
eyes off the action in front of us.
“I’m not.”
“Don’t tell me
you’re looking at Jen.”
“Seriously? You know
Jen is like a sister to me.”
Darcy falters for a
second, giving Jen the opening she needs. She slices her blade across
Darcy’s thigh, and then pushes her to the ground as she cries out.
I start to move towards them, thinking it’s over, but Jen has other
ideas. She pulls Darcy up and puts her sword at her throat.
“What the hell, Jen?
You won the pissing match, now let her go.”
“No. She’s caused
this family too much trouble already. She’s going to tell you where
the jewels are or she’s going to die.”
“How is killing her
going to get Brayden the jewels?” Noah asks, and I can hear panic
in his voice.
“Either way, we’re
rid of her. I say it’s a win-win situation.”
“You’re not winning
anything,” Faith says, kicking the sword out her hand, and slicing
her across the arm with Darcy’s. I didn’t even see her pick up
the other sword, much less come outside.
Now she’s standing
over Jen, looking like an avenging angel. Her heeled boot is on Jen’s
throat, and the sword in her hand is hovering just over her rib cage.
My cousin’s trying to struggle, but it’s no use. Faith isn’t
budging, and in fact, she looks like she’s enjoying this whole
thing a little too much.
“Let her go, Faith.
I’m fine.”
“You wouldn’t have
been if I hadn’t walked in. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum over there
are useless.”
“We were in shock for
a few seconds, but we would’ve stopped her,” Noah says.
“Darcy could’ve
been dead in a few seconds.”
“What is going on in
here?”
I turn to see my uncle
rush outside. He’s understandably upset to see his daughter on the
floor with a sword being held over her. He sees Darcy, and seems to
grow even paler.
“Jen and Darcy were
fencing, and then Jen was holding her and threatening her. Her
friend, Faith, stepped in.”
“Jenysis? You were
going to harm Darcy?”
“Of course I was.
What is wrong with everyone in this family? She stole our jewels, and
won’t tell Brayden where they are. Shagging her and being nice
doesn’t seem to be working. I figured a little force would do the
trick.” Well, there goes the secret keeping. Thanks Noah.
“I raised you better
than this.”
“You raised me away
from my home, and my family. All because of her.”
“No. It was because
of a very dangerous man who wanted me to marry you off to him when
you were thirteen. We did not leave because of some missing
“Um, Darcy, you
should know that Jenysis is a highly skilled fencer,” Noah tells
her.
“So am I. How about
it?”
“I’d quite fancy a
chance to cut you, so yes, let’s.”
I look back and forth
at the two of them as they try and stare each other down. They’re
both redheads, but that’s where the similarities end. Darcy is in a
loose band t-shirt and her leather pants, while Jen is wearing an
elaborate designer top and wide leg pants. Darcy’s bright orange
hair is short and sassy, while Jen’s long hair has subtle shades of
red and is styled to within an inch of its life. Knowing them both, I
wouldn’t even begin to try and bet on a winner. They’re the
fiercest women I’ve ever met. Well, maybe Reina Corrigan is
fiercer, but thankfully, she’s not here right now.
“Here,” Noah says,
coming back into the room with the rapiers. I hadn’t even noticed
that he’d left.
“Thanks,” they both
say at once, and then head out the French doors before facing off.
It’s a pretty amazing
sight to see as they square off. They’re evenly matched as they
battle one another. They’re jumping on top of chairs, flipping over
tables, and doing a bunch of other shit that looks like it came from
some old movie. I can’t take my eyes off of Darcy as she wields
that sword. It’s fucking hot.
“You better not be
thinking about how hot Darcy looks,” I tell Noah, never taking my
eyes off the action in front of us.
“I’m not.”
“Don’t tell me
you’re looking at Jen.”
“Seriously? You know
Jen is like a sister to me.”
Darcy falters for a
second, giving Jen the opening she needs. She slices her blade across
Darcy’s thigh, and then pushes her to the ground as she cries out.
I start to move towards them, thinking it’s over, but Jen has other
ideas. She pulls Darcy up and puts her sword at her throat.
“What the hell, Jen?
You won the pissing match, now let her go.”
“No. She’s caused
this family too much trouble already. She’s going to tell you where
the jewels are or she’s going to die.”
“How is killing her
going to get Brayden the jewels?” Noah asks, and I can hear panic
in his voice.
“Either way, we’re
rid of her. I say it’s a win-win situation.”
“You’re not winning
anything,” Faith says, kicking the sword out her hand, and slicing
her across the arm with Darcy’s. I didn’t even see her pick up
the other sword, much less come outside.
Now she’s standing
over Jen, looking like an avenging angel. Her heeled boot is on Jen’s
throat, and the sword in her hand is hovering just over her rib cage.
My cousin’s trying to struggle, but it’s no use. Faith isn’t
budging, and in fact, she looks like she’s enjoying this whole
thing a little too much.
“Let her go, Faith.
I’m fine.”
“You wouldn’t have
been if I hadn’t walked in. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum over there
are useless.”
“We were in shock for
a few seconds, but we would’ve stopped her,” Noah says.
“Darcy could’ve
been dead in a few seconds.”
“What is going on in
here?”
I turn to see my uncle
rush outside. He’s understandably upset to see his daughter on the
floor with a sword being held over her. He sees Darcy, and seems to
grow even paler.
“Jen and Darcy were
fencing, and then Jen was holding her and threatening her. Her
friend, Faith, stepped in.”
“Jenysis? You were
going to harm Darcy?”
“Of course I was.
What is wrong with everyone in this family? She stole our jewels, and
won’t tell Brayden where they are. Shagging her and being nice
doesn’t seem to be working. I figured a little force would do the
trick.” Well, there goes the secret keeping. Thanks Noah.
“I raised you better
than this.”
“You raised me away
from my home, and my family. All because of her.”
“No. It was because
of a very dangerous man who wanted me to marry you off to him when
you were thirteen. We did not leave because of some missing
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