Chapters (19)
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- CHAPTER ONE - A Day in the Life
- CHAPTER TWO - Families: Can’t Live with Them, Can’t Take Them Down to the River ...
- CHAPTER THREE - Good and Evil; It’s All Relatives
- CHAPTER FOUR - Sons and Lovers
- CHAPTER FIVE - These Two Baby Seals Walk into a Club . . .
- CHAPTER SIX - Four Tutors and a Cemetery
- CHAPTER SEVEN - A Thousand and One Damnations
- CHAPTER EIGHT - Family Matters
- CHAPTER NINE - Out of Time
- CHAPTER TEN - Various Voices, Prophesying War
- CHAPTER ELEVEN - About Time
- CHAPTER TWELVE - A Circle Full of Secrets
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN - Truth, and Other Things, Will Out
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN - Peace and War
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN - Journeys End in Enemies Meeting
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN - High Tension
- EPILOGUE
“We often don’t like the things that are good for us,” I said calmly. “And as with so many other things, where the old Council was concerned, the rogues aren’t necessarily what you were told they were. Some were just troublemakers who insisted on telling the truth. The family needs new advice, new tricks, new ways of looking at things. The rogues can supply that in abundance. I’m also bringing in a few friends from outside, to help out in guest tutorials. Janissary Jane, of course. And I thought maybe the Blue Fairy.”
“Him?” said Penny. “He’s a drunk, a thief, and a lecher! He has no principles, no scruples . . . and he’s a half elf! You can’t trust him!”
“He’ll fit in perfectly,” I said. “Besides, I hear he’s a new person since his near-death experience.”
“If you’re bringing in your old friends, I want some of mine,” said Molly. “If only so I won’t feel so outnumbered.”
“Okay,” I said. “Who did you have in mind?”
“Subway Sue and Mr. Stab,” said Molly, smiling sweetly.
“Are you crazy?” I said. “A vampire who sucks the good fortune out of people, and the uncaught immortal serial killer of Old London Town? Over my dead body!”
There would probably have been heated words and raised voices at that moment, if all the alarms hadn’t gone off at once. The Hall was under attack.
CHAPTER THREE - Good and Evil; It’s All Relatives
CHAPTER THREE
Good and Evil; It’s All Relatives
In the old days, when a general alarm sounded the whole family would run to defend the Hall, but we were warriors then. Now everyone ran to the designated shelters, to hide till it was all over. All my fault, of course, for taking away their golden torcs. The Droods weren’t used to feeling human, and vulnerable. So the Sanctity and its adjoining rooms had become the new panic room for the Droods, though of course no one would ever dream of using such a term. But as I came out of the Sanctity, followed by the rest of the Inner Circle, so many of my family were running down the corridor towards me with fear and desperation written clearly in their faces, it disturbed me to realise how easily the spirit of my family could be broken.
I was going to have to do something about that, and soon.