Forgive Me My Sin“Phil Coulson, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D,” he announced, showing his badge.Forgive Me My Sin by SparklinBurgndy
“Agent Jeremy Rothburgh, sir. It’s an honor to meet you,” the agent in question said, shaking his hand.
“Rothburgh, Rothburgh . . . you were the one who coaxed that genetically altered nudibranch out of a power station with a tuna fish sandwich, right? Nicely done. Probably saved the state a couple of million in damages by thinking first.”
Agent Rothburgh practically squirmed with delight.
“Thank you, sir!”
“So what’s the situation?”
Agent Rothburgh sobered and peered around a tree.
“I’m thinking this is going to take more than a tuna fish sandwich.”
There was a boy curled up against the roots of an old tree a few yards away, sobbing. Around him were the remnants of a camp – it looked as though he’d been living in the woods for a while.
“I suppose we could try peanut butter and jelly,” Rothburgh
Progress III“Kellse!” he hissed. “Kellse, wake up!”Progress III by SparklinBurgndy
Vagrus wasn’t sure which offended him more – the murderer using Kellse’s first name, or the familiar way in which he planted his filthy, blood-letting hand on Kellse’s bare shoulder (her nightdress had slipped down) and shook it roughly.
The Queen of the Tinkers let out an oath that suggested the better part of whoever was waking her had run down the inside of their mother’s leg.
Kellse dragged herself into a sitting position, pawing her hair away from her face.
"Brokk?" She rasped. "What are you doing here? Where's Vagrus?"
In spite of the situation, Vagrus was more than a little pleased that the first thing she did was ask for him. He wasn't so pleased that Kellse knew this would-be assassin. The King's pleasure in hearing his bride ask for him was mirrored by Brokk - that is, it caused the exact opposite reaction. The Tinker male's mouth tightened and his nostrils flared in disg
Progress IIThey departed from the tram station on the East Gate. The Captain of the Guard was there to meet them. He led them back to the quarters where the Queen and her party were resting.Progress II by SparklinBurgndy
Vagrus entered the room just in time to see Kellse sipping a hot broth. Evidently it was a concoction of the healer's, because she made a face at the taste.
"In about twenty minutes that will make you exceedingly sleepy, dear - my Lady." The Mountain healer seemed unsure of how to address Kellse. Then he spotted Vagrus in the door. "My Leige!"
Vagrus ignored the elderly healer to see Kellse, Queen of the Tinkers as flesh and blood. Her portrait had given the impression of a sense of humor, but her manner of dress was very warlike and formal. It was quite another thing to see her fresh from a bath, her hair loose and wild, only a nightgown and dressing gown covering her . . . Oh my, yes; all of that knowledge and tactical genius and she was beautiful as well? It hardly seemed fair.