Juliet_zp: переводы

→my blood your payment will be.”

→“To the red ones I command you lead me;

→Neferet lifted her right hand, pressed the sharp nail of her left middle finger against her palm, slicing open a wound that wept red.

→They wove their way farther within the quiet building, and the hall became less and less touched by sunlight. The shadows around Neferet stirred as she stopped in front of a door with musical notes painted on it. “This is it,” she said, as she unlocked the door, and stepped into a dingy area that smelled of dust and neglect. To their left was a room filled with metal stands and chairs. Before them was a cluttered area that led into more darkness. Neferet hesitated and made a low sound of frustration. “I grow weary of searching.”

→“Yes, Priestess,” he said softly.

→She did look at him then, briefly. “Do not be.”

→“I am simply curious,” he said.

→like the House of Night.” She shuddered delicately. “I can practically see the hormones and testosterone. Why do you ask?”

→Not

→Neferet didn’t even glance at him. “It is a human school—a public school.

→“This a school, just as the House of Night is a school?” Aurox had to give voice to some of the questions that were circling around his mind.

→Almost reluctantly, Aurox followed her.

→“Library,” she said. “All this Art Deco architecture is utterly wasted on human teenagers.” Neferet dismissed the building’s beauty and majesty. She nodded at the intersecting hallway ahead of them. “This is the correct way.”

→Strange that Aurox perceived a waiting quality from within.

→Aurox hit him hard enough to make him unconscious. He didn’t believe the old man was dead, but he wasn’t certain. There was no time to check. He handed Neferet the jangling keys and she began hurrying in the direction the man had unwisely indicated. She paused when she came to the large room on their left, glancing in the windows of the closed doors. Aurox looked with her. It was an elegent room. Large, decorative lights hung over tables and bookshelves.

→“Incapacitate him, but do not kill him,” Neferet had ordered. “Oh, and give me that key.”

→The man looked equally as confused by her question as he was dazzled by her smile. “Oh, yes. They’re easy to get to. Just follow this here main hall ’til you pass the library.” He gestured to their right. “There’re stairs in the corner of the intersecting hallway. Take them down a flight. The access is through an old music room about midway through the next hall on the right. I got the master key right here. I don’t suppose it’d hurt anything if I gave you a quick look. It’s not like classes are going on right now or—”

→“That won’t be necessary.” This time she added a seductive smile to her words. “I’m simply compiling historical information about the school building. The tunnels are still accessible, aren’t they?”

→“I’m sorry, I’d need to get administrative permission for any—”

→“How do you reach the tunnels?” Neferet cut him off.