Frost Burn by K T Munson & Nichelle Rae

Author:K T Munson & Nichelle Rae [Munson, K T & Rae, Nichelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

Frost: Chapter Twenty-Three

Tulya watched as the boats departed the Frost Nation heading out on a misguided rescue attempt for the Fire Nation. Glancing up at the light ash that rained down around them, it pained her to think that only the magic users of the Frost Nation could protect themselves from hot embers that burned within it.

Selfish, self-fulfilling magic users. They cared little for those that weren’t like them, and gave preferential treatment to those who had magic. Tulya looked back to the River Gora as the last of the boats were launched and lost to the fog. She was alone at the lookout, but not far off from those that supported her and Ekil’s cause.

Tulya gazed down at her hand as frost formed on it. An instant later, it vanished. What they didn’t know wouldn’t hurt them, she thought as she closed her hand into a fist. If Ekil ever discovered she was a very weak magic user, he would likely kill her.

But the two factions needed to work together for now. Many members of the Fire Nation had joined their cause, even fire wielders. They’d finally realized that their Sun God didn’t answer their prayers, and that the Fire Nation’s Queen couldn’t stop this devastation with her magic. To them, those lost and burdened souls, magic was to blame. All their weak minds wanted was something to blame, and all Tulya had to do was provide the focus for that blame. They had joined by the hundreds, desperate for the supplies Tulya and their group had offered. To her thousand members, Ekil had two thousand. Half of which now reported to Tulya. Well, mostly reported.

As she climbed down from the tree blind, Tulya considered their options. The Frost Nation could choose one of three villages to evacuate the Fire Nation to. The closest was Jipon, but Tulya doubted they would place the Fire Nation near a guardhouse that led under The Wall. That left Hurra and Demil. Hurra was closest, and, for the sake of efficiency, she imagined Queen Vesna would choose that one.

When she reached the bottom, she found Ekil’s right hand man, Maris, waiting for her. He spat on the ground and smiled menacingly at her. “They all gone?” His hair was wiry and streaked with gray. It matched his pale eyes, which were the same color of the ash that fell around them.

She pushed her blond curls out of her face and turned toward him, trying not to glare. “Yes.”

“Good,” he replied.

He pushed off the tree he had been leaning on and started back toward their camp. Tulya pulled a sheer cloth over her head as she followed behind. She couldn’t risk anyone recognizing her on the way back. Not to mention, it kept the ash out of her hair. She felt almost paranoid about being recognized, because nearly every citizen of the Frost Nation had fled behind The Wall. She couldn’t risk being questioned.

“Did you come to escort me back?” she asked, wondering why exactly Maris had come.

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