Let Me Just Borrow That Chisel...

September 12, 2016

 

I pried some answers from Asher.
You’re welcome.


I met with Mr. Crane in his workshop at his home in Evergreen, CO. He was in the middle of carving a tree-of-life table top with some rather deadly looking chisels so I promised to be on my best behavior, but I’m throwing in the caveat that my PA Barb Shuler provided most of these questions. (Sorry, Barb, I’m not getting killed for your curiosity, woman.)
 
Your house – where you kept yourself from time to time – was it a place of solace or a place to find yourself?
A bit of both, I think. More than anything I think it was a place to recharge and have some time to myself. I can only stand Cam for just so long before I want to kill him, so getting some space helps. 
 
One of the questions I get asked the most is how old you are. Care to share?
I suppose. I was born in 1696, so I just celebrated my 320th birthday. 
 
So you’re an old man now. Where were you born?
I was born in a very small Wraith village in Ireland. We didn’t have much, but I didn’t want for anything. I started out with a good family and I was accepted into another one.
 
Speaking of your adopted family, what makes one pledge their life to the King? Is it for honor? Prestige? Or just because you were planning on being an eternal bachelor?
I owed my life to John. I wanted to protect him as he protected me so many years ago. But the Guardian mantle isn’t meant to be forever. Usually when a Guardian takes a mate, they are released from their vow. I just didn’t think I would ever find my mate, so I had no intention of being released.
 
What was it like when you noticed Mena that first time?
Jarring to say the least. I never thought I would get a mate, and then to get one so late in life, it was a definite surprise. But more than that, no one tells you the almost physical response you have to hearing your mate's voice for the first time. It takes your focus – that was once on your charge or yourself or your family – and turns it to your mate. I wanted to know everything about her – but seeing her in that hospital bed just twisted my heart. I couldn't control my reaction. I don't think anyone in my position would have been able to either.

Thank you so much for answering all of my questions, Asher. Until next time...

 

 

~ Falling Ashes ~
Ashes to Ashes
Book Two


Asher

Right this second, I want to know who did this to her. I want to know if it was just Iva or a host of her Soldiers. I want to rip the skin and muscle from their bones as they watch. I want to consume them until they are left writhing in the depths of hell.
My brain seems to split in two. I want to maim and

murder, but I also want to comfort her. I can almost taste the bitterness of her distress, how much she must hate people looking at her, talking to her after so many years of captivity. I want to see her eyes. I want to know what she’s thinking. I can’t take the waiting, and I move Ian out of the way and then West and then Evan, making my way to the left side of her bed.
I hear the faint sounds of protests and shouts beyond the harsh buzzing in my ears, but I don’t care. I know my hands are taloned, but I can’t think about reining in my phase. I reach out to touch her fidgeting fingers and in surprise, her head finally rises so I can see her face. Her eyes are wide and fringed in black lashes that make her beautiful olive green irises pop. Her forehead and the left side of her face are covered in bruises, and her nose is pert and cute, even if it’s a little swollen. Her cheekbones are high and sharp, and as soon as I can, I’m making her eat until she bursts.
Those eyes that just a second ago were startled, swiftly turn from surprised to angry and in a flash her irises turn from green to gold. The last thought of consciousness I have before she shocks me stupid is how pretty her eyes are when she’s mad.

 

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