Chapter52

Keithturnedtoaskmeaquestion,andbeforeIcouldtellyouwhyIwascalling,InoticedZelenewascomingtowardsme,herlegsalittlestiff.Atfirsthisexpressionbecametense,andwhenhesawanuninvitedvisitorcomeinsuddenly,heputhisfingeronhisneck,thenhisfingeronhisneck,andthenheswallowedhissalivaagain.Turningaround,Keith'sexpressionsuddenlystabilized.

"What'sthematter,Gwent?"BecauseIwon'tsayit,Keithasked.

Myheartbeatinfear,almostuncontrollable.BeforeIdecidedtogetaway,somethoughtsofsurvivalflashedthroughmymind.

"I'lllendyouamoment."

"Whyborrowit?"

"Borrowit."

"Whyborrowit?What?"

"Nothing,Ijustwanttoborrow..."

"Yes,"

Canyouborrowmetopretendtobemyhusband?Ciaronwillattackme.BemyhusbandbeforeSilonreplacesyou.Comeon!

Ireallywantedtoyellathim,andifitweren'tforthecrowdaroundme,Ifearedthatifhesaidso,Keithwouldn'tbeahusbandinaninstant,butforever.SoIhadtomakeadetour.

"Lendittome,"Isaid,inawhisper.

Keith'slongeyebrowssuddenlywrinkledandheputhishandonmyforehead.

"Gwentisill."