Bond, Gwenda - The Woken Gods by Bond Gwenda

Author:Bond, Gwenda [Bond, Gwenda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Young Adult, Adventure, Romance
ISBN: 9781908844248
Google: y9CImwEACAAJ
Goodreads: 16120126
Publisher: Strange Chemistry
Published: 2013-07-04T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Rose and Bronson disappear up the long marble hallway, leaving me to stand awkwardly with Oz and Justin.

I touch Justin’s shoulder with a fingertip. He looks at my finger like I’m in the process of stabbing him. I say, “I know you’re thinking, ‘Please open your crypt back up so I can check out your magical books.’”

Justin says, “I was not.” Though the longing way he glances at the door makes it hard to buy.

Grinning, Oz says, “He’s definitely thinking it. If he wasn’t before, he is now.” But his grin slips away. “Are you sure you don’t want to see your dad?”

None of them have told me about the trial. I’m waiting to see if they will.

“No,” I say, “but it feels like the right answer. It would be too hard. He won’t approve of me being here.”

“But wouldn’t you enjoy that part, the disapproval?”

“Normally, yes, though it disturbs me that you know that. This time? Not so much.” After all, we’re talking about me seeing him because we’ve already established the penalty for treason. And the conviction rate. I happen to know that he’s only not going to meet that fate because I plan to save him.

Which means it’s not at all certain he’ll survive.

I will see him again though. I can’t imagine not. But I can put it off, a little while longer.

“I want to see your crypt,” I say.

Oz rolls his eyes. Attractively, of course. “It’s not a crypt,” he says.

“Your reliquary. The reliquary of House Spencer. I bet it’s fancy.” The request is a whim. But I do want to find out what it reveals about Society Boy Wonder. He’s so comfortable here, in these serious marble halls and outside of them.

“No fancier than House Locke’s,” he says.

“Let’s do it,” Justin says. “I can revisit the text on the Apkallu you have.”

“Seven sages put something in your head?” Oz asks, and begins to walk. To me, he explains, “That’s another name for them.”

“I’ll never catch up to all the stuff you guys know.” Good thing I won’t have to.

We are the only people down here, now that Bronson and Rose are gone. I’m about fifty thousand worlds more comfortable without gossipy operatives giving us the constant eyeball.

“Sure, you will,” Oz says. “If you want to.”

“You know they did,” Justin says, ignoring our side conversation. “They put stuff in yours too.”

“Care to share?” I ask.

“No,” they answer in tandem.

“Interesting.” If I’m not mistaken Oz shoots Justin a warning look. But Justin doesn’t catch it because he’s looking guiltily away. “Verrrry interesting.”

Of course, I don’t volunteer to talk about what I saw either. The vision of Dad crying feels almost as if it was a dream.

Nothing more is said until we’re at Oz’s reliquary, because it turns out not to be much further. He takes a blue eye from his pocket. “We always keep these on us,” he tells me, and opens the door with far less drama than I did ours. The sigil of House Spencer is a sword surrounded in flame.

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