Street Magic - By Tamora Pierce Page 0,42

to see what tickled her cheek. She shrank away, only to discover the other rose bushes had closed in around her, forming a thorny cocoon that reached as high as her chest.

"Calm down and behave, or you'll have more than one of those to worry about," Briar informed her. Using one of her knives, he cleaned dirt from under his fingernails until she stopped thrashing. "You going to behave?"

The girl sneezed ferociously, then nodded.

Briar saw that there were a number of red spots on her face. "You're one of the ones who tried to grab Evvy out by the Market of the Lost, aren't you?" he asked. "One of the ones she burned with her rocks."

The girl hesitated, then nodded.

"Didn't you learn anything from that?" he inquired.

The girl cursed him and Evvy alike. Briar nodded to the flowerbud that bulged next to her cheek. It unfurled swiftly, a blood crimson bloom that was nearly as big as her head once it was fully open.

"Do your bidding like little scratchy lapdogs, don't they?" she demanded before the sneezes took her.

"I can't think of anything so bleat-brained as to insult me at just this moment," Briar remarked. "But then, you Vipers lost the clever race a while ago, didn't you?"

Any reply she might have given was lost in a thunder of sneezes. Her eyes were swelling shut; from her gasps, Briar realized her throat was swelling, too. "I suppose I don't want to kill you," he decided. "At least, not like this. It's not exactly fair."

Slipping off the saddlebags slung over his shoulder, he touched one of the many outer pockets of his mage kit. It opened, letting him remove a corked glass vial. As he wriggled the cork out, he made sure the rose stems were wrapped securely around the Viper's arms and legs. He then reached over them to dab one droplet of oil from the vial beneath her nose, and two more on each eyelid.

She gasped, an open-throated effort that filled her lungs. Her eyes slid open, the swelling down, though they continued to water. The sneezes stopped. His all-allergy oil was powerful: it could relieve symptoms for over an hour until Briar or Rosethorn learned what caused the allergy and blended a medicine that would help with that alone.

Once the Viper could breathe, Briar requested the rose bush at her back to produce four more of the very large buds near her head. As they swelled with growth, he asked, "Why spy on Evvy?"

"So we know where she is," the Viper replied sullenly. "Our tesku means her to join us sometime."

"Why?" Briar wanted to know. "She's just a kid."

"She's a stone mage," the Viper said. "She can say where jewels are hid, what's garbage and what ain't. We could be the main gang in Chammur with a stone mage."

Briar folded his arms. "When the Thief-Lord wanted me for his gang, he asked me first. He said I'd get food and nice goods and mates to watch my back," he informed her. "All of my mates were invited, and told why it was good to be in that gang. You, the way you do it, you don't want a mate. You want a slave. She'll never gang with you. I'll make sure she doesn't."

The girl's mouth curled. "You want us to court some little slant-eyed rat from Princes' Heights? She ain't even Chammuran!"

"I don't want Vipers courting her at all," Briar replied coldly. "You don't know how to act. And if I see you around here again, you'll think this" – he signaled to the rosebuds, which burst into flower around the Viper's face – "is a token of my love."

The slight amount of oil he'd given her wasn't enough to counteract the pollen from the huge flowers and the surrounding bushes. She sneezed so hard Briar thought she might sprain something. Clear mucus poured from her nose.

Briar asked the plants to free her. He stood aside as she fled the roof, sneezing and stumbling over things she couldn't see with her eyes pouring tears. He kept her dagger.

Chapter Eight

Rosethorn heard Briar out, her slender brows coming together with an almost audible click when he repeated how Jebilu had dismissed the influence of Lightsbridge and Winding Circle. She served up midday in silence, opening her mouth only once, to call Evvy to the table. The girl had arrived that morning, while Briar was gone. Rosethorn had made her bathe, change into clean clothes, and help to harvest the new