Releasing Henry. Sarah Hegger
believe they had. It made her sick to her stomach. Part of her wanted to protest her innocence, another to upbraid him for his rudeness.
With Bahir half carrying her, Alya somehow made it to the street again.
Swords at the ready Henry and Newt flanked them.
The door rattled shut.
Alya collapsed.
Bahir caught her. “Do not listen to them, habibti. Their ignorance marks them as not worthy of you.”
“Let’s move.” Henry drew his sword. “Before he finds his ballocks and comes after us.”
“Can you run?” Frowning, Bahir searched her face.
She could and she would. Alya nodded, and they set off.
As they ran through it, the city blurred for Alya in her Bahir, Newt, and Henry cocoon.
Ugo’s words kept clattering around her mind. The contempt on his face. How could anybody hate her that much? Especially a person who knew her not at all. He had called her dirty, a heathen.
People scattered in front of them. Faces swung to stare.
The numbness wore off, and suddenly she wanted to grab Henry’s sword and stab Ugo’s sneer off his face. Run the blade across his scornful expression. He had no right to treat her so, speak to her in such a manner.
A man veered into Henry’s path.
Henry punched their way clear.
They reached the docks and barreled straight through the throngs. Henry used shouts, fists and his sword hilt to clear the path before her.
Sword catching sunlight, Bahir breathed down her neck.
Newt roved around them, providing extra menace.
Her legs shook as they bustled her up the gangplank and onto the boat.
Henry stepped away from her and drove his fist into the mast. “Whoreson!”
“Be easy.” Bahir stepped between Henry and the mast. “You will break your hand, and he will still be a pig wallowing in his own filth.”
Tense enough to snap Henry scowled at him. Then he blew out a long breath and nodded. His gaze swung to her. “Are you all right?”
Alya struggled to answer because nay she was not all right. She wanted to smash something. She wished she had never gone to Ugo at all. And now she was well and truly alone in the world. Barring Bahir, she had nobody.
Her legs gave way and she sank onto a coiled rope. “What will I do now?”
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