Knight Of The Flame by H John Spriggs

Author:H John Spriggs
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2014-04-01T23:00:00+00:00

Once he'd passed through one of the small offices that served as buffers between the courtyard and the rest of Flamehearth, Rill rounded a corner and passed into the wide hallway that connected the building's rooms. He was so excited about what had just happened to him that he literally bounced a little with each step. He tried to think of the best way to ask Be'Var for his assistance. The old master had been a great deal more receptive to him ever since they'd crossed the Greatstones, but Rill still didn't quite feel like he knew how to talk to the man.

Just after he'd walked past the open doorway to the building's main entrance, however, a young voice interrupted his thoughts of the task at hand.

"Hey, you!" the voice called out.

Rill actually missed a step and had to recover from the beginnings of a fall, he was so surprised. Once he had righted himself again, he turned around and tilted his head, listening. The voice—a boy's voice—had to belong to one of the children that lived in the mission, but it had sounded just a little bit too old. It had come from the entrance hall. Slowly, Rill made his way to the open door he had just passed.

When he poked his head around the corner, he was met with a surprising sight: the boy who had been introduced to him as Sannet's brother a few weeks ago was sitting in one of the chairs, his elbows resting on his knees. His face was dirty and his shirt and trousers, obviously made of finer-than-average cloth, were covered in smudges and patches, as though he were some sort of vagabond. The boy's face, too, seemed just as dour as it had the last time Rill had seen him, and the glare in those eyes made him more than a little uncomfortable. He couldn't quite remember the boy's name, either. Reginald? Robert?

"It took you long enough," the boy said, slapping his hands on his knees and standing up. He was taller than Rill remembered him being. Maybe that had something to do with the fact that Caymus had been present the first time the two had met; everyone seemed small when Caymus was around. "I've been waiting here for an hour for someone to come." The face wasn't smiling. He wasn't making a joke.

Rill found himself a little annoyed by the attitude confronting him. Not only taller, the boy appeared slightly older than he'd seemed when Rill had last laid eyes on him. He'd thought the boy twelve or thirteen back then, and now he seemed two or three years older than that. Rill was willing to forgive a selfish attitude in a child, someone this boy's age should know better.

He also remembered the boy as having a chubbier-looking face. Maybe it was a loss of weight that made him look older? Not very much time had passed since then; he couldn't have lost that much weight, could he?

"Sorry," Rill said, finally.

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