GREDEL WALKED WITH A HAND on Phroma's neck, mind far away while he imagined the estate and what Citaan and Rirae might be doing. His daughter's tiny face and the delighted smile she made when he bent over the carved wooden cradle beside their bed, brought a smile to his face. The crazy curled mop of turquoise hair, the same shade as Citaan's and those beautiful big gold eyes creasing with laughter when he teased her, pretending to bite a tiny slipper covered foot.A loud shout pulled him out, and he spun to look back, sword in hand.'It's Cat!' Phroma thought in alarm.The blaze of light was so bright he couldn't make Cat out at the centre, then his stomach dropped when he spotted the focus of her fury. Gredel bolted, shoving through the gathering soldiers.'Catherine! CAT, STOP!'It took only moments to reach Loushka. The griffon bent her knee just as he jumped, seizing the edge of the griffon's shoulder armour, and swung up to crouch in front of Cat. 'Cat, stop it!'Cat jerked
HE WENT STILL AND I felt his chest stiffen, another sigh shuddering through. 'Yes, Cat. I saw them again.'It struck me then, how little I knew of Gredel's past. How little I knew of all the men's pasts and the things that must have occurred to make them like they were. Part of me didn't want to ask, didn't want to know just how awful it had been. I'd seen and felt Jenviet's influence first hand; did I need to know more?The question whispered out on its own accord.Apparently, I did need to know.In his steady, quiet voice, Gredel told me. 'There were rumours they'd been taken by the Sorceress' guards, but nothing to prove it. Townspeople spoke of it, then forgot and eventually I gave up visiting the caves. Life continued. Everyone knew awful things happened across the realm but our small town seemed untouched. Then Phroma came into my life and people thought we were blessed and it only enhanced the complacent attitudes.'Gredel paused and stretched, his back making an audible cr
LESEACH HANDED ME A STRIP of fabric and I tied it around my forehead, tugging gently to make sure it slid into place easily. The thin fabric still allowed me to see through it but might deflect the flashes. I didn't want to be completely blind. Everyone else did the same and when I looked around laughter bubbled up. I clapped a hand over my mouth when a giggle squeaked out and those near turned to stare at me. Fully armoured centaurs, goblins, soldiers, and Nyjens wore them, the Halenine fae too. The serious stern expressions coupled with confused frowns at my giggle proved my undoing and I doubled up, laughing harder than I'd laughed in months.Loi turned my way and grinned. 'Mass ninja induced hysteria?'I held my knees for support and managed a nod, laughing more at her comment. When the laughter reduced to giggles, I worked at stopping them and straightened up, face flushed, and attempted a serious expression. The crowd of confused ninja faces set me off again.WHILE IT MADE H
THE MEN DRAPED THE LIEUTENANT'S limp form over the back of a cavalry soldier. Two other soldiers stepped forward to guard the exit and prevent the vorks from coming through.Leseach watched it, then turned back to Sian who lay on a bedroll, staring at the ceiling of thin triangular stalactites. 'How are you feeling?''Concerned.'Leseach leaned over the frowning girl. 'Why?'Sian extended a hand and pointed at the ceiling. 'What's the likelihood of those falling down during the night?'The teasing tone made Leseach shake her head. 'Well, I see you're feeling better. Up then, I need to see to my next patient.'Sian winked and climbed to her feet, stepping off the bedroll straight into Daron's arms and the two of them moved away to where Nesha and Sito rested.The men laid the Lieutenant out and she squatted beside him, lightly running her fingers over his swollen hand. The saliva stung and numbed them in an instant. Grabbing the moistened cloth she used for a compress, Leseach wi
THE LIZARD STEAKS MADE AN interesting addition to dinner. Afterward, while the girls and their guys retired for the evening, I stayed up late playing cards with Belsesus, Ignatius, Gredel, and Chaieth. Playing against the Lieutenants and Gredel, who all had decades of practice meant quite a bit of sitting out for me in the beginning, I lost so quickly. Then they paired me up with one of them each game, considering it a personal challenge to beat the others while teaching me how to play.'No,' Belsesus murmured in my ear. 'Play that one.'I shifted on his saddle, my perch for this game, and offered the card up for the others to see. Belsesus plucked the card from my hand and dropped it on the pile. The other three regarded it suspiciously, with speculative glances at their own hands. The deck of cards belonged to Gredel, the same deck we'd used those long months ago while traveling to the castle. There were four classes in the deck; water, air, earth, and fire, and the cards bore imag
TOMIAR'S THOUGHTS WOKE LOI LATER, when the others began to stir.'Wakey, wakey, plant lady.''Morning, Tomiar. Sleep well?''No. But every day is closer to the surface. How about you?'Particularly well for the last hour or so, Loi thought smugly to herself, but to Tomiar she thought, 'As well as you can on a bedroll.''In a cave,' added the griffon.'Yup.'Strangely enough, or perhaps not, Loi found the caves comforting. With all her friends here and Sabyn at her side, and with the voices of the plants, she enjoyed the time spent underground. The remarkable beauty of the caves and the varying rock types. All manner of stalagmites and stalactites, it gave her plenty to admire. Certain rocks gleamed gold or silver in the lights and other rocks absorbed the light. And then all the different creatures!So many things to see, Loi thought.Around the fire, while they munched on supplies and discussed the day's plan, Loi caught up with the other girls. A hug from Kassie, and Sian, a
IGNATIUS POSITIONED HIMSELF BEHIND LESEACH and Rashid in the line, walking with the Cavalry soldiers and the goblins who rode them, their raspy voices echoing queerly within the hollow chambers. The soldiers reminisced of various battles and he joined in, absently correcting numbers or dates, while his mind drifted.There was an assumption amongst some of the noble houses of Elion, that those who entered the Guard did so due to a lack of intelligence. After all, why be a soldier when you could become a diplomat or work toward becoming a member of Council. Ignatius' father tried both positions and settled on soldier.'It puts you in an excellent position,' his father explained to Ignatius when urging him to consider entering the Guard. 'You have the brains but will always be overlooked due to our lower status. However, enter the Guard and you can rise as high as you like. With your abilities, Ignatius, you could go far and get close to the crown. That's where the possibilities lie, no
'IGNATIUS!'I twisted at Belsesus' loud call. Ignatius crouched in the opening of one of the many tunnels that speckled the side of the cave, his shoulder and arm dark. I stood from where I'd sat with Loi and hurried across the cave.'Just step off,' Kassie called to him. 'I'll lower you.'The sudden look of doubt made me smile and those watching laughed, but I could see now the dark patches on his mail were blood. He'd have a tricky time climbing down. He barely got the chance to nod before I felt Kassie swirl a bubble around him and the Lieutenant lurched off the edge. The visible gasp of shock, then carefully schooled adjustment to an expression of disinterest made me chuckle.'What got you?' Larvaste asked once Ignatius stood on the ground.'Vorks. I found three of them.''Anything else? Does the tunnel go far?''No. Still a way before we see sky.'I waited while the men questioned him, then followed when he headed to where his bag and bedroll sat. 'Ignatius.'He twisted,
Paiga gasped and Mila stiffened. A glimmer of annoyance flashed in Mama's eyes before she reached for Luca.'Yes, they have. But we won't. We're tied together. We will go in together and come out. You have to trust in us Luca. We need your energy too, please keep the right thoughts in your mind.'Luca swallowed, throat convulsing. He nodded. 'Yes, Aunty Dan'iss.''Listen up everyone!'Uncle Harlon's shout made Mila jolt.'Hush, Mila,' Papa joggled her in the sling. 'You're going to be fine, I'm right here.' He wrapped his arms around her. Heart pounding with nerves, Mila pressed her cheek to Papa's chest, listening as Uncle Harlon gave the instructions.A glimmer of eyes appeared by Papa and a moment later she felt the brief touch of Ery's hand to her head.'Bye Ery,' she whispered. The air within the cave started to hum with energy, all the adults calling theirs up. It made the space warm and comforting. Mila started to doze off.'Hold on,' Uncle Harlon called out. 'Here we
The conversation seemed easy after that.Ery showed the girls' how to swallow the worms whole. Mila screwed her nose up, grabbing her arms and shaking her head. 'No, no, no!'Paiga tried it. With a grimace, both Mila and Ery watching close, she plucked a wriggling worm up then dropped it in her mouth. Her eyes squeezed shut as she gulped the worm down in one swallow.She opened her eyes and stared at Mila and Ery. 'It tasted good!''Really?''Yes, sweet.'Mila shook her head when Ery offered her the last one, motioning it to her. 'No, you have it.' The mushrooms were yum, and the sparks continued as you swallowed it. It was impressive on Ery with her fine almost translucent skin. Mila and Paiga gasped as the sparks flashed in her throat before another dim flash in her tummy. It made all three of them laugh, the two girls giggling away while Ery coughed her laughter.Next was the flesh and berries. Ery showed them how to peel a piece of flesh away from the main then mush the be
When the group came across a river, they stopped. After a careful taste test, dipping a crystal necklace in to check the quality, everyone was allowed to drink.Mila and Paiga wrinkled their noses at the odd smell. Like a cup of nellor left out for too long.'It won't hurt you, girls,' Papa said with a smile as he squatted to scoop water to his mouth. 'Drink up.'The two girls' sipped water from their cupped hands, giggling as it spilled out. The adults conversed as the two of them had fun flicking water at each other.An odd sound like a cough made Mila look up, Paiga too.Both girls gasped, stumbling back from the river.'Mila? What's wro-' Mama broke off as she looked up too.Uncle Harlon made a funning clicking noise.The strange looking person that clung to the ceiling with three others responded with clicks and whistles.Mama beckoned Mila and Paiga, and the two girls scampered to her side.'Mama, who are they?' Mila whispered, Paiga crowding close to hear the answer.
With that entertainment gone, Mila went back to focusing on her feet. Pull one knee high while keeping balance and drop it. Each step seemed to make her head go lower. But she kept going, with Mama and Papa pulling her along. Finally, after what felt like hours and hours, Uncle Gydon said they could stop.'Take your rest, I'll be waking you in an hour to keep guard,' he motioned an uncle. 'Then you take an hour watch and wake the next. You get five hours rest. Make the most of it.'Papa and Mama and several other adults had bags with clothing. It all got pulled out and spread around the group, trying to provide a little warmth and comfort. Mila curled up between her parents, her head against Papa's chest. It seemed so cold and strange she didn't think she could sleep.Then she closed her eyes.'Mila, lovey, wake up.'Mila stirred at Mama's voice and the gentle touch of her hand on her back. She sat up with a jaw-splitting yawn. Blinking, she peered around in confusion.'Mama, a
The air smelled cold, and something else, something Mila found familiar but out of place.'Mama,' she whispered. 'What's that smell?''What smell, lovey?''It smells like,' Mila paused, considering. 'It smells like the kitchen, when cook has fresh rabbits.'Mama didn't say anything but she looked at Papa.'I smell it,' said another voice from within the circle.'Me too.''Carrion?''Perhaps. The scent will carry when the air is still.'Not understanding what "carrion" meant, but glad that the adults appeared to have solved the smell, Mila relaxed a little, nose wrinkling at the sharp edge of that scent.Minutes ticked by as they covered good ground.'We're close,' said the man leading them. A screech flashed past overhead, the group twisting, following the sound.A man shouted.Mila's head snapped in the direction of the shout, just in time to glimpse the man's boots vanishing as something, something with enormous black wings, snatched him up!Shrieks of terror rang out
Everyone moved. It surprised Mila how many people were here, but so many seemed to be missing too. Mama took her hand. On her other side was her younger cousin Paiga. Normally she annoyed Mila, with all the questions she asked, but the scared expression in her eyes reminded Mila of Addy. She offered her other hand to Paiga, who took it with a tentative smile.The group began to walk.Mila hadn't realized until now how tired she was. She stumbled over the riverbed the rocks stubbing her toes as she held Paiga and Mama's hands. It made tears run down her cheeks, but she didn't stop. On and on, picking her feet up, tripping, Mama's hand stopping her from falling. Paiga tripped and Mila managed to hold her arm high enough to stop her cousin from hitting the stones.'Thanks, Mila,' Paiga sounded like she felt. Ready to cry. So very tired.Around them the adults talked. Mila listened.'Where do we go?''The hidden caves. We can keep underground nearly all the way to the coast.''The
Papa's energy sparked in alarm then Mama's too. Mila twisted to stare back at the way the sounds came from and spotted a bobbing light. Torch light.Mama and Papa kept low and began to move again, almost crawling. Mila crunched up against Papa's back, squinting at first then kept her head down to avoid the lower branches.The sounds of those approaching grew. Papa moved faster, Mama right behind. They scooted up higher, scrambling, and tucked against cold stone. Not a moment later the torches bobbed past, following the track they'd been on.The bobbing lights moved closer then away, and closer again. The voices, questioning but too quiet to make out the words, sounded near.Crouched against the narrow stone ledge, Papa and Mama held hands. The soft touch of their energy surrounded all three of them.The bobbing lights came closer, close enough that Mila saw the faces of those who held them. Five DeNaga men, armed with swords, axes, and clubs.Mila shivered at the sight of the
Now the puzzle looked a third smaller than when she'd stared, but instead of one beginning point to work from there were three. She regarded the three pieces while chewing on the inside of her cheek. Two circular and one rectangle. The rectangle had a large circular opening, about the size of the smaller circle. Mila focused on the larger circle and turned it around, looking for the switch. It looked different to the previous circles she'd worked with, the markings running out from the centre like a starburst. One line caught her eye. With a finger Mila traced down it then jolted when something clicked. She froze. Heart pounding in her ears, she watched the circle break apart, opening at all the lines of the starburst. With another click it moved into motion, each piece folding down on itself and merging with the next. A moment later a tiny gold ball like had been in the first puzzle piece hung before her eyes.Excitement ran through Mila when she realized how the pieces went togeth
An array of squeals, bells, rattles and shrieks rang out. Face white Papa reached for them as something flashed out from amongst the lock trap, winding around his leg, wrenching him off his feet as it wound back in the blink of an eye.Mama gripped Mila tighter, her voice breaking on a note of despair, 'ZAYCK!'In the centre of the ceiling held by his ankles, hung Papa.Mama's energy holding Mila clutched even tighter as Mama set her on the ground then stood and reached out with both hands toward the lock, her energy glowing. Mila stared, waiting to see what happened.Mama stretched her energy out, probing gently.It touched the first puzzle piece. A clattering of chimes and screeches rang out, sparks flying.In the centre of the room, jerking like a fish caught on a line, Papa made an awful shriek.Mila dropped, hugging her knees to her forehead, stomach and mind sick from that sound.Papa was the bravest, strongest man in the world.He couldn't be caught, be hurting.Who wo