A Changelings Guide To Revolution – Cynthia Prith

My skin twitches, shadows seeping up my fingernails. More mages? How the hell are they even getting in? Stepping back, I peek over the rim of my glass, between a couple sharp shoulder blades and suit coats, seeking out the stink. I find them halfway down the table, a young and stupid pair of them eyeing a selection of bright little cakes. “It can’t all be poison, right?” With five conversating bodies between them and me, I can only hear half of every word, have to pick the rest off their lips.

“He wouldn’t be that brazen.” “Not poison. Every crumb just costs a couple years,” the other says. He steps away from the table, angling his body so he can see both the door and the wall of windows. In turn, I can see his face. When his buddy won’t stop picking at the cake plates, he grabs him by the elbow, tugging him away.

“Leave it, would you? I don’t want to have to explain to Thurston how you went and compromised yourself the day before Ransom Wyatt shows up.” Darkness gloves my whole hand, creeping clear up to my shoulder. I don’t recognize the name, but the worshipful curl of his lips sends a shiver down my spine. I inch closer, scooting down along the table like I’m hunting for canapes. “Not Wyatt, surely. He’s been in the wind for years, following those rotten bones of his.

An Iron Unnatural? It’s a myth if you ask me. He’ll never find it.” “Decrypted the telegrams myself. Wyatt arrives tomorrow.” He leans in, so close I can barely hear him. “It’s not a myth; it’s here and Thurston’s scared⁠—” “Men in position on 26th and 27th, Captain,” a man says behind me, eager mean, drowning out the rest. “That’s the last of them.”

I wheel around. People peel away from the table in droves, others piling in—I can’t figure out who said it. Shoving my way to the nearest wall, I leap up on a chair. Eyes blaze awake in my hairline, pepper my cheeks, my wrists, my raised hands.

Still, I can’t find them. Worse, I can’t find a single blue suit, even just one double breast of iron buttons. The police left.

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