Daughter of the Deepwood by Holly Bargo EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Holly Bargo
- Language: English
- Genre:Paranormal Angel Romance
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Falco crashed to his knees on the cold, damp stone floor. A harsh grunt
spewed from his burning lungs. He tipped forward and reflex alone
flung his shackled hands out to break the fall before his face kissed
the dirty floor. Jeers and crude laughter taunted his infuriating inability to
protect himself. The thick door slammed shut followed by a heavy clunking
sound as the lock engaged and sealed his doom. He gasped and groaned as
his battered flesh protested the stretch and pull of respiration. He rolled over
and lay there, indulging in a well-deserved moment of self-pity.
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Lying on the uneven, unforgiving surface, he listened to the hoarse
shouts and agonized screams of those undergoing interrogation more
strenuous than he had suffered thus far. His captors began with mere
beatings, using cane poles and whips.
But if the information they sought was not divulged, they advanced to
more painful methods.
Falco didn’t look forward to keeping his silence.
He rolled over, the chain between the manacles clinking against caustic
iron. Already his reddened skin threatened to blister beneath the poisonous
metal. Lying on his back, he looked up at the stone ceiling not too far
above. It gleamed with moisture, its uneven surface directing musty
smelling drops of liquid into a trickle that left a dark stain down one wall.
The clean scent of the sea swirled in through the small, barred window set
just beneath the ceiling, a source of meager light and fresh air.
He listened closely, hearing the cries of squabbling seagulls, the
bickering of the guards, and the scratching of vermin.
“Come on,” Falco heard a raspy whisper coax. “Come on, my little
friend. Don’t be shy.”
“Who’s there?” he grunted, wincing at the harsh, rusty tone.
Silence.
“Who’s there?” he called out again, doing his best to keep his voice as
unthreatening as possible. How could they think him even remotely
threatening, bound as he was by iron and stone? A bitter thought. His
captors had known enough to shackle him with iron and not remove the
manacles.
“Please, who is there?” he asked again after another long moment of
waiting silence.
“I … I am Calista,” came the hesitant, wary reply. “Who are you? Are
you in the cell next to mine?”
“Calista,” he repeated, savoring the name on his tongue. It was sweet,
and it had been too long since he’d tasted anything so sweet. “I’m Falco. I
assume I’m in the cell next to you. I saw no other doors.”
“Look for the rat,” came the female voice.
Falco opened his mouth to object, but then thought better of it. He
watched the base of the block wall intently, eyes searching out a small hole
through which a rat could travel. His vigilance was rewarded with the
twitching whiskers and pointed nose of a lean brown rat.
“Do you see him?” came the female’s voice.
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