(eng) Jonathan Moeller - Ghost Book 07 by Ghost in the Ashes

Author:Ghost in the Ashes [Ashes, Ghost in the]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Caina awoke with the sun in her eyes.

She sat up with a yawn, pushing lank hair from her face. Corvalis lay on his back next to her, breathing slowly. Caina stood, the floorboards chill against her bare feet, her joints stiff and sore. She had pushed herself hard yesterday. Caina moved through a series of stretches, working the knots from her arms and legs.

Corvalis remained sleeping, and he usually awoke at the drop of a pin. Yesterday had indeed been exhausting.

Of course, she had helped wear him out.

Caina took a carafe of wine from the sideboard and took a swallow, washing the dryness from her mouth. She took a sheet from the bed, wrapped it around herself, and padded to the window. It was well past sunrise, later than she had wanted to sleep. Well, Mahdriva and Tanzir would be safe at the Lord Ambassador’s mansion, and Shaizid could handle matters at the House of Kularus. The blood compass still sat upon the windowsill, its needle pointing towards the ambassador’s house.

Caina picked up the compass with her free hand, gazing at the blood-colored needle. The metal felt cold and heavy in her grasp, and the faint tingle of active sorcery washed over her hand.

But it was fainter than it had been last night.

She turned in a circle, holding the compass before her.

And again the tingling grew stronger as she turned to the south. No – more to the southwest. But as she turned north, the tingling faded.

She paused, faced south again, and felt the tingling strengthen.

Caina shook her head, and saw Corvalis standing near her.

“I would ask,” he said, “why you are wearing a sheet and waving that compass about, but I’m sure you have a good reason.”

“There is something odd about it,” said Caina. “It’s designed to point at Mahdriva. The needle never wavers from that.” She swung the compass to the southwest and felt the tingling sensation grow sharper. “But the sorcery feels…stronger, somehow, whenever I point it to the southwest. I can’t figure out why.”

Corvalis shrugged, the black lines of the tattoo on his chest twitching. “Maybe it’s reacting to something.”

Caina blinked. “Reacting…”

Then she understood.

“Corvalis,” she said.

“What is it?” he said, looking around in alarm at her tone.

“I think,” said Caina. She took a deep breath. “I think I know how to find Nalazar.”

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