Gardner, Craig Shaw - Ebenezum 01 by Gardner Craig Shaw

Gardner, Craig Shaw - Ebenezum 01 by Gardner Craig Shaw

Author:Gardner, Craig Shaw [Gardner, Craig Shaw]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-05-30T15:31:44+00:00


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A chicken clucked. It was probably in response to the immense quantity of pounding and screaming still going on outside, so loud now we could hear it clearly in this inner room.

“Now, now, Greta,” Dame Sniggett soothed. “I want you to meet a very important man.” Her watery eyes blinked at my master. “Tall, handsome, and a wizard besides!”

“Indeed,” Ebenezum rumbled. He glanced briefly at me before returning to examine the hen. I could tell immediately that he was not pleased at being introduced to a chicken. Even with all her money, Dame Sniggett might go too far.

“Borka. Take Greta from her cage.”

The wizard grimaced. He expected the worst. He might even have to hold it.

“Yes, ma’am.” The serving woman curtsied and grabbed the chicken by the throat.

“Gently, gently,” the dame chided. “She is very special to me.” I could see the idea of being chased by assassins appealed more to Ebenezum with every passing moment.

“You see, Greta is a very special chicken.” Dame

Sniggett’s voice fell to a whisper. “She has the ability to produce gold.”

The smile reappeared on Ebenezum’s lips, unfolding like a flower as it catches the warm rays of the sun.

“It’s always been possible in theory,” the wizard remarked, “though I’ve never seen a spell that made it happen. She actually produces golden eggs?”

There was an embarrassed silence. Finally, Borka cleared her throat. “Well, you see, the gold really comes out of another part of the chicken entirely.”

“How improper!” Fire blazed in the mistress’s eyes again, but the look softened as she gazed at her hen.

“Yet poor Greta can’t help it. All the creatures of the world must perform such functions, even humans.

Cursed with such a fate, we should be thankful when it comes out gold!”

Borka looked up from where she held the chicken. Her face grew suddenly pale. “’Tis getting dark. I must go close the shutters!”

She thrust the chicken back into its cage and ran from the room. The pounding outside seemed to redouble with the approaching darkness, although by now the screams had gotten quite hoarse.

“Now that you know about our Greta,” Dame Sniggett said, “I can tell you the real reason I’ve asked you to come to the estate. When I saw you were a wizard, new hope rose within my bosom. Tell me, dear, dear Ebenezum, might there be a spell by which you could change the orifice through which Greta’s gold appears?”

“An interesting point.” Ebenezum sniffed. Being in the same room as an enchanted chicken did not seem to be enough to make my master sneeze, although it did make his nose run. I imagined that if Greta decided to make gold any time in the wizard’s presence, his malady would return full force.



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