Monster’s Payment by Leann Ryans EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Leann Ryans
- Language: English
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- Genre: 90-Minute Romance Short Reads, Fantasy Romance
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“I need you to wear this tonight. Be ready by sundown.”
My father tossed a pile of cloth on my bed before turning and pinning me
with a stare. I knew as well as he that there was no request in what he said,
it was an order I had no choice but to follow.
I dropped my gaze to the floor, hands clasped in front of me.
Satisfied with the proper response, he turned and left without another
word. A breath of relief followed the door closing, and my shoulders
slumped. I hated when he included me in his activities, and nothing good
happened after sundown.
It was only three steps to the end of my narrow bed, my room barely large
enough to fit it and a chest for my things. The cloth he’d dropped on my
blanket turned out to be a plain, undyed dress, unremarkable other than it
would barely reach my knees. A thin brown cloak laid with it, much lower
quality than the one hanging beside my bedroom door.
Questions tumbled through my head but I shoved them away, knowing it
would do no good to indulge them. My father wouldn’t give me any answers
and would punish me for even questioning him. If I thought about it too
much I’d only upset myself, so I set the fabric aside and sucked in a calming
Preparing the evening meal distracted me for a while, but once it was
ready and the pots scrubbed, there was nothing to keep my thoughts from
drifting back to the scrap of fabric on my bed masquerading as a dress.
I didn’t know exactly what it was my father did. He had a shop attached to
the side of the house that my brother and I worked in sometimes, and I
knew he wanted to be seen as a wealthy trader, but there was more that
others didn’t know about. Secret meetings and deals made in the forest
after dark, despite the threats of the forest at night. Sometimes he was gone
for hours, other times a whole day, but he usually returned with something
that was near impossible to find.
This wasn’t the first time I’d been forced to come along with him to some
rendezvous, but it was the first time he was requiring me to wear something
he’d chosen, and the implications left a cold pit of dread in my belly.
Especially considering the waves of heat that had been washing over me
throughout the day.
My brother had been dragged along to meetings as well, though those
stopped once he caught the eye of the blacksmith. My brother was my twin
in all things, including our dynamic and our father’s disappointment in us,
though Father’s mood improved toward him when the blacksmith stated his
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