Everwylde by Donna Grant

Author:Donna Grant [Grant, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EverAfter Platinum

Chapter 20

The excitement and hope that surged after having gotten out of the chamber evaporated like smoke. Ravyn stared at the empty cell where Randall had been. She had come so close to getting him to reveal the location of the staff the previous night, but he had been stubborn. Then he grew obstinate and refused to speak at all.

Ravyn had had no choice but to give him some time and try again. Yet, apparently, that decision had been the wrong one. Now, he was gone, and she couldn’t get the location of the staff, which meant that the Coven would beat her to the artifact.

“I failed,” she said.

Carac shook his head. “This is merely a setback. We can still win.”

Her head swung to him. “You say that because you have not fought the Coven.”

“And you keep telling me that. I understand that the witches cannot be killed with anything but your and Margery’s weapons, but I know battle. Simon knows war. We are four against them.”

She nodded, realizing that he was right. “I am happy to have you fighting beside me, but you have yet to see what they can do. Each has different magic. They can strike at you from several feet away.”

“Then we use that against them.”

Ravyn rubbed her temple where her head was beginning to throb. Normally, she was good at coming up with a new plan when something went awry, but whether it was Carac or Sybbyl or the fact that it was the staff they were after, she couldn’t seem to clear her head.

She blew out a long breath. “How?”

“First, we find them. I suspect they are digging somewhere in the castle. If I had to guess, I would say below the dungeon.”

Carac could be onto something. She nodded, liking things so far. “Sybbyl will be on the lookout for Margery and me, which means she will have a lot of guards.”

“We should be able to find them easily enough. Then, we sit back and wait for them to locate the staff.”

At this, Ravyn shook her head. “The Coven cannot get their hands on it.”

“The odds of us preventing that at this point are moot. You need another plan, one that gives us the advantage.”

“How, if Sybbyl has the staff?”

Carac put his hand on the hilt of his sword. “You are looking at this as either getting the relic or not. You need to assume that the staff will land in their hands, as inconceivable as that is.”

It was unthinkable, but he had a point. If she stopped thinking about getting to the staff first, then that opened up several possibilities to take it from the Coven. Not that it would be easy.

“You realize that you will be going up against several witches?”

Carac shot her a lopsided grin. “Of course.”

She wouldn’t list all the ways she had seen witches kill, but it would be better if Carac were prepared for what might happen. Instead, he was going on what Simon had told him and the little she had shared.

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