The Crow King's Wife (The Elder Blood Chronicles #5)

Seth stared at him in disbelief and shook his head slowly. “But the Aspects Finn…” he began but Finn simply laughed.

“Are a cheap facsimile just like everything else you pointed out to me. There are only two other Divine here aside from myself, Lutheron and War. Beyond them the Aspects are nothing more than Elder Blood with a very specific focus for their magic. War won’t move against me for the same reason he wouldn’t put you in power. If he attacks me I will gather strength from the souls here. My actions today have proven I will cross that line if I have to.” Finn grinned like a child that had just mastered his letters. “You gave me the freedom I needed Seth. Thank you. I’m not restrained by their laws any longer, because I have what they don’t. I am seated on a font of strength and if they force me to use it they destroy themselves in the process. They were forming me into their tool. War set Fiona to watch me like a hawk and chastise me when I don’t do as they wish. Now she will report what I’ve done and when they question me I will explain it all. I’m not corrupt, I’m not a tool, and I finally have the freedom to control things here as I wish. I will build what I want, govern as I want, and I will be involved in the politics above just as I had planned.”

“They have you outnumbered.” Seth warned cautiously.

“No they don’t. I have thousands in my domain and once I am done they will fight to the bloody end for me. My predecessor believed sins should be paid for in pain and misery. I don’t think that is the way to redemption for most, and as I see it that is my purpose here. I judge them so that they can return to the Lifestream cleansed. I believe I should teach them rather than torment them. I was redeemed through kindness and it worked, had someone tried to teach me with misery I would have been defiant and bitter, just like you.” He paused and let out a long sigh before waving a hand at the room around him. “Look at these spirits Seth. They were all serving penance and yet their sins are pathetic. I am not simply changing the landscape. I’m changing everything. I am rewriting the laws of judgment. I am not going to torture someone for Adultery if it was done in love. That is a law for a country not for the afterlife. I will not penalize for theft if the thief was stealing food to survive. I am not a High Lord, I am the Divine of Death and my laws will reflect that. I will not redeem them through pain. I will show them what life could be if they walk a different path.” Finn’s words were filled with such emotion that Seth found himself smiling. With a start he let the grin fade and let out a long slow breath.

“You are treading in dangerous water.” Seth warned once more but there wasn’t much conviction in his words. What Finn was describing was tempting, and he couldn’t deny his interest.

“It is.” Finn agreed and locked his gaze on Seth once more. “Will you help me keep the sharks at bay until I’m finished?”

He was moving before he realized what he was doing. The stone beneath him was cold as he settled to one knee before Finn. “How may I serve you? My loyalty is yours to command.” The words flowed easily from his lips and Seth felt his pulse quicken as he spoke. It was the honest truth he realized with amazement. For the first time in his life he was swearing his loyalty and actually meaning it.

“Clear some books from a chair and join me. Listen to the stories I’m being told and tell me if my bard is misspoken. You have actually seen what he describes. For now that will be enough.” Finn picked up a book from the table and then glanced up at Seth once more. “Perhaps you will tell me your plans for Zoey as well, and then of course there is also the matter of Jala and speaking to the Empress for me, but that can wait until later.”

Seth cleared the books silently and glanced up at the bard leaning against the wall. “Take a break from your stories of history and tell the Lord of Death one that is more recent. The Crow King’s wife if you know it.”

The young man nodded slowly and glanced to Finn for permission before clearing his throat hesitantly. “I do know it.” He said cautiously.

The look on his face was one of dread and Seth nearly laughed at the sight of it. He could imagine how anyone would fear telling him this particular story. It certainly wasn’t one that shone him in a good light, but it was typical of all of the rumors and legends about the Crow King. Some of the stories were well founded, this one was not, but it was one of the most widely known story involving him.

“Tell it as they tell it in Glis. I won’t find offense. Don’t change the story to flatter me.” Seth pressed and the bard stiffened further.

“Is there a reason you are tormenting my storyteller?” Finn asked with amusement.