Doormaker by Jamie Thornton

Author:Jamie Thornton
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Young Adult Fantasy
Publisher: Igneous Books
Published: 2019-08-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

Tain called servants to carry in Father. Maella already waited with Sethlo and Claritsa.

Dozens of Hestroth in their white robes, burgundy sashes, and swords at their waists, lined the large room. Xomara and Oren were in that same lineup, with matching stoic expressions.

Stone gleamed purplish gold from the light of the torches. There was nothing exact about how long and when the doors would turn on and off, but like Tain had noticed, there was a pattern to it—even if the pattern kept changing. Maella had done the math in her head and Claritsa checked it on paper. They’d brought the number to Veda Loor and a few of the scholars who had shown up from Jillow City. After everything had been checked and confirmed, they informed Doormaker Tain.

There were less than seven days until the doors were off for good. Foster lay siege outside the palace walls. The portals were more important to their survival than ever.

In the middle of the room was an array of doors on wheels, similar to the ones set up as weapons to fight General Foster, but freshly built since the others had been left behind in the escape.

Only minutes remained until the doors were supposed to turn on. Doormaker Tain had decided they must first try for the One Door directly. With the powers of four doormakers combined, it might be enough.

Though Tain no longer needed his tenbl for more than the few hours the doors were on, Maella had really never seen them apart. Whether that was out of friendship or obligation, Maella didn’t know. She looked to her left and right at Claritsa and Sethlo and thought it was likely all of the above.

Father came in, carried on a wooden lounge, cushioned by pillows and sheets. Esson walked by his side. He held more licatherin broth up to Father’s lips. There was no weaning him off the licatherin addiction yet, though Tain had spoken of krokosod-healers.

Maella wondered if Senta and Deep had been lucky enough to find the mineral that would help cure krokosod. Back in the Library of Souls, Senta had said to look for a stone that wasn’t yellow until you did something to it and then it would glow. Maella shook her head—whatever that meant. Out of all the stone that had filled the last few years of her life, not a single one had even looked yellow. There was licatherin purple, the red stone of Jillow City, the white stone of Botron Palace, and the blue stone of the One Door, of which she still had a piece tucked away in her pocket as her focus.

Maella approached her father. “Are you really going to help Tain try for the One Door?” It was the final piece to her decision—to figure out what her father truly thought about Tain, about his brother.

Can I trust Tain? Should I listen to Claritsa and betray Sethlo?

Father took a sip of the broth before replying. Maella had just eaten a meal with real meat, fresh salad greens, and fresh baked bread slathered with butter and salt.

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