Daughter of Sea and Sky: The Complete Lost Keepers Series (The Lost Keepers) by AR Colbert

Author:AR Colbert [Colbert, AR]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ramsey Street Books
Published: 2021-11-11T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

The bright light faded as quickly as it had come on. Dom, Sean, Devon, and Tate all stirred, awakened by the flash and groaning in pain. Gayla rushed to help the others in the cell, and I shot Tate a wary glance from where he sat tied to his chair.

Turning away again, I extended a hand to the old man who was still bowing with his face to the ground. “Driskell, stand up. We need to talk.” He slowly raised his face, but did not meet my eyes. I wiggled my hand, urging him to take it, then helped him to his feet.

“Will you please release my friends?”

“The friends, yes. The prince?” He cut a sharp look to where Tate sat. “I think not.” Driskell’s words were thick with a German accent, and though he looked like a hermit driven to solitary insanity, he spoke with a high level of intelligence and carried himself like a man who had plenty of experience in the highest echelons of society.

Tate caught my eyes, and I held his gaze for a long minute while Driskell fumbled with some keys to open the prison cell behind me. His expression was pleading, almost desperate. He turned to Driskell and his irises flashed gold, but nothing happened. A siren needed his voice for glamour, and Driskell had Tate gagged. He was as helpless in that chair as a mortal.

I felt no joy seeing him in that state, but I wasn’t ready to set him free, either. Not yet. With clenched teeth I turned away in time to see my friends stumble out of the prison cell. Gayla and Dom rushed forward and wrapped me in their arms. Devon, still too weak to move much, slinked out and plopped himself down on the bed I’d been tied to.

Sean was a whole different story, however. His guardian training kicked in, and he bowed up—chest out, hands clenched into fists, chin held high—giving Driskell the most intimidating look he could muster. “You’ve got some explaining to do, old man.” His voice came out like a growl.

Driskell was unfazed. Once his keys were secured back in his pocket, he approached me and placed his hands on my shoulders. I clutched the tablet even tighter, feeling its power become one with my own. I didn’t fear Driskell. It was hard to explain, but there was a new confidence ignited within me. I feared nothing.

With a gentle squeeze on my shoulders, Driskell spoke. “Deliverer. I’ve been waiting for this day. I knew you would come.”

“Why do you believe that I am the Deliverer?”

“Because you are alive. The curse did not strike you dead. The earth wants you to know of the prophecy, and you will know.”

“And my friends?”

“The Deliverer’s power does not answer to the laws of the Keepers’ world. You wanted your friends to live, and they did.” He cut his eyes back over to Tate. “Even the prince,” he mumbled, bitterly.

“Please, Driskell. Tell me everything you know.”

“Follow me. My notes are stored in the lighthouse.

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