Catalyst (Book 1) by Marc Johnson

Author:Marc Johnson [Johnson, Marc]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
Publisher: Longshot Publishing
Published: 2011-03-19T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 14

I dressed, grabbed my belongings, and left the room. The guards outside our doors still slept, slouched against the walls. One of them stirred as I passed. We didn’t have much time. Behast and Prastian were wide awake and holding their daggers the moment I entered. I waited until we had collected Demay and were far away from our corridor before pulling into an empty reception room and explaining what the princess had told me.

“They’re as good as dead if we don’t free them!” Prastian could barely contain his anger.

“At least they're alive right now,” Demay said. “Let's go rescue them and leave this place.”

“I do not like the idea of a rescue attempt without our main weapons,” Behast said. “If we should encounter resistance, I’m not sure how much of a fight I can put up with this little thing.” Behast held his dagger in the air with his fingertips.

“I’d like my bow and arrows at my side,” Demay said.

I turned to Prastian. “What do you think we should do?”

“Our weapons will still be stored in the guardroom at the entrance to the keep. The dungeons are located on the east side, near where we are now. We should rescue our follow elves, get our weapons, then leave. Don’t worry, Behast. We have a mighty and powerful wizard with us.”

I forced a smile. “Thanks.”

“I’m going to take the lead, using my ears to guide us. There won’t be many guards around at this hour; however, servants may be about. Keep your ears ready, but don’t harm anyone who’s not armed.”

We left the room and disappeared into the darkness of the castle, moving as fast as we could without making noise. The elves took the lead. I tried to keep up with them and move as silently as they did. It was hard. The only places where there were lights also had guards or servants.

The elves had no problem moving around in the dark. Prastian knew the area well, and they let their ears be their guides. I couldn't use any magic to help me. A weak spell would do no good, and anything stronger might be detected by Premier. I had to pray my black robes concealed me in the shadows.

After many turns, stairs, and long corridors, we reached our destination. Prastian put his hand up to tell us to stop. We huddled against a wall, near a statue. Prastian peeked around the corner, his long ears quivering. Finally, he waved us forward.

Prastian whispered, “There are two guards in front of the entrance to the dungeons. From the sound of it, they seem bored. They’re obviously not expecting any trouble.”

“Good,” Behast said. A gleam shone in his eyes. “I will deal with them.”

“No, we must not kill any of them,” Prastian said.

“No? What do you mean no?”

“Shhh! I mean no. These are good people, following orders they believe come from their king. What's happening is Premier's fault. We will only kill people in self-defense. No more, no less. They're our allies, Behast.

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