08 Darkwar 2 - Into A Dark Realm by Feist Raymond E

Author:Feist, Raymond E. [Feist, Raymond E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-09-02T06:25:35+00:00

• CHAPTER TWELVE •

Enemies

Miranda threw a vase.

Exasperation overcame self-control and she needed to vent her frustration. Instantly regretting the act - she liked the simple but sturdy pottery - she reached out with her mind and stopped the ceramic vessel scant inches before it reached the opposite wall, preventing it from shattering. She willed it back to her hand and replaced it on the table where it had stood a moment earlier.

Caleb entered just in time to witness the display. 'Father?' he asked.

Miranda nodded. 'I miss him, and it makes me ...'

Caleb grinned, and for a moment she saw her husband's smile. 'Impatient?' he offered.

'A wise choice of words,' she said. 'Is there news?'

'No, not from Father or Magnus, nor do I expect any soon. But we do have a message from the Assembly requesting your appearance at your earliest convenience.'

Miranda did a rough calculation in her head and realized it was mid-morning on both worlds, for the uneven days caused long periods where mid-afternoon on one would be the middle of the night on the other. 'I'll go now,' she told Caleb. 'You're in charge until I return.'

Caleb held up his hands. 'You know many of the—'

'Magicians don't like it when you're in charge,' she finished. 'I know. And I don't care. This is your father's and my island, and that makes it your island when we're not around. Besides Rosenvar is still in Novindus with the Talnoy, Nakor and your brother are with your father, so that means you will just have to cope with any petty annoyance that comes along. If a dispute arises, settle it, or at least postpone resolution until one of us is back.

'Beside, my son, I may not be long on Kelewan.'

'I can only hope,' said Caleb.

As his mother walked away, she turned and said, 'Any word from the boys?'

Caleb shrugged. 'They don't have the ability to communicate quickly, Mother. I've asked a couple of our agents in Roldem to keep a watch when they can, but how much trouble can they be in surrounded by an entire university of La-Timsan monks?'

* * *

'You are in so much trouble,' said Zane.

'So much,' echoed Tad.

Jommy shot them both black looks as he stepped out onto the practice floor. The students were training with swords, and while Jommy knew how to club a man with the hilt, cut his throat after kicking him in the groin, and every other dirty trick Caleb had been able to teach him, this was tournament sword fighting, with rules, a Master of the Sword to observe they were followed, and his opponent was Godfrey, Servan's closest ally, and from the way he held his weapon, he was no stranger to the practice floor.

Jommy tugged at the tight collar of his jacket as the Master of the Sword motioned for the two opponents to come together at the centre of the floor. The rest of the class watched quietly, all of them under the supervision of half a dozen monks.

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