John Gregory Betancourt - Dawn of Amber 03 by To Rule in Amber

John Gregory Betancourt - Dawn of Amber 03 by To Rule in Amber

Author:To Rule in Amber [Amber, To Rule in]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-02-15T22:52:10.701000+00:00


Chapter 17

“No, no, no!” I shouted. I pounded my fist on the table inside the tent, where dozens of sketches and blueprints lay in disarray. “I don't care whether the mules are sick, only half the workmen are here, or it's raining flaming toads! Work begins today!”

The two construction supervisors cringed before my wrath. “Yes, King Oberon!” one of them squeaked. They bowed their way out of my tent.

Three weeks had passed since our picnic atop Mount Amber, as we now called the mountain where the castle was to be built. Nothing but delays, delays, and more delays had plagued the beginning of construction. Like a rusted wheel, the machine of our builders needed to be unstuck to turn… my anger provided the solvent.

I rose and paced. Aber, with his feet up on the table, just chuckled.

“It's not funny!” I roared. I'd had it with the lot of them.

“Did I say it was?” Aber asked. “The sooner I have a real roof over my head, the happier I'll be. I hate rain, I hate sun, and I hate living in a tent. If you didn't need my help with the blueprints, I'd be back in Selonika right now, living the good life.” He sighed.

“Oh, go ahead back,” I said. I waved him away. “There's not much more to do today, anyway. Tomorrow, after you've slept off your hangover, come on back and we'll see what more needs to be done.”

“You don't have to tell me twice!” He leaped up and ran out through the tent's open flaps.

Sighing, I sprawled back in my chair and began looking through the architect's sketches again. Something about the west wing bothered me, but I just couldn't figure out what , exactly.

“Oberon?” I heard Freda say as she swept in. “I wish a word with you.”

“Of course. Join me.” I indicated the seat Aber had just vacated. “Wine?”

“Thank you.”

I poured a cup of red wine for her.

“What's wrong?” I asked.

“The problem,” she said, “is a lack of supervision. Conner and you make sure work gets done well and quickly, but you cannot be everywhere at once. As soon as you leave, the workmen grow slack. I have seen it time and again at the sawmill, the quarry, or here as they dig the foundation… these men move at their own pace.”

“I know.” I let out a long sign. “Everything is behind schedule. And yet… we have all the available men working in shifts night and day. What more can we do?”

“We need more help,” she said.

“All right. Hire more workers. As many as it takes, from Selokina or any other Shadow.”

“No… I mean more help from our family.”

That puzzled me. “I know Aber doesn't work as hard as he might, but–”

“No, you do not understand. I am not asking Aber to do more. He has done a wonderful job so far. I need more family members. I want to invite several of my aunts and uncles to join us. And I want permission to search for the rest of our missing brothers and sisters.



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