Dreams of the Dying (Enderal Book 1) by Nicolas Lietzau

Author:Nicolas Lietzau [Lietzau, Nicolas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Nicolas Lietzau
Published: 2020-10-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Crown

Day Six

6th Moon of Dry Season, 1226 A.L.

“Are you all right, Lysia?”

Had Jespar asked himself the same thing, he couldn’t have said. Since he had come clean about his infection, the dread in the buried chest had changed. Until now, it had been like a ghost, a pernicious entity you knew was there but could still ignore. Not any longer. He could hear it breathing now, its skeletal fingers scratching on the inside of the lid.

Waiting.

It seemed an effort for Lysia to turn away from the window. The moon lit the scarred half of her face while shadow cloaked the other. “I’m just trying to understand why you didn’t tell us sooner.”

“We didn’t find out about it until last night. And I didn’t want to ...” He struggled for words. “I don’t know. Be a bother.”

“Hm.” Lysia looked at Kawu, who had sat back down on the telescope stairs, huddled up between the railings like an animal seeking shelter. “And you really think killing Oonai’s dream-eater is going to kill Jespar’s too? It sounds so bloody bizarre.”

What about this fucking mess doesn’t?

“We really don’t know,” Kawu said. “It’s just our best guess. Oonai’s dream-eater created Jespar’s, so it’s possible it’s also its imprinter.”

Lysia gave it some thought, then half-snorted and shook her head. “A kingdom for a tittle of certainty. All right, I’ll stay and do what I can.”

A weight fell from Jespar’s shoulders. “Thanks, Lysia. I—”

“For you and for the money. I wasn’t thinking straight before—if Tuujan and Associates impound my clinic and force me into reparations, Juusew will end up on the streets again, and the people in the district wouldn’t have a physician anymore. I could never forgive myself for that.” She said it defiantly and looked at Dealatis while she spoke, as though she were trying to justify her decision toward the unconscious inquisitor. They had moved Dealatis to a nearby column, back propped against the stone.

Lysia turned to Kawu. “How long do you think you’ll be able to keep that thing at bay with your shifts?”

“I don’t know,” Kawu said. “It depends on how fast it gets stronger.”

“Guess then.”

He glanced up at the ceiling. “A couple of days. Perhaps a week.”

“That’s not long. Maybe you could help him, Agaam? You can access the psychic dimension too.”

“Yes, ma’saa, but our Sights are completely different. I’ll think about it, but I strongly doubt there’s anything I can do.”

“In other words,” she said, “if we don’t find Oonai’s imprinter within a week, Jespar will fall into a coma just like Oonai?”

Silence was the answer.

Inhaling deeply, Lysia looked back out the window. “We’re fucked.”

“It’s not all that bad,” Jespar said with forced optimism. “I mean, at least we have something to go on now. This whole conspiracy and the dream-eater, they must be connected.”

“That’s a false equivalence,” Lysia said. “Just because both things happened around the same time doesn’t mean they have anything to do with each other. The dream-eater could still be from one of Oonai’s business rivals or someone else with a personal vendetta against him.

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