Kurtz, Katherine by Deryni Rising

Author:Deryni Rising [Rising, Deryni]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-03-24T22:00:00+00:00

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the use of its protection when he needed it most. And he didn't intend to leave Kelson alone for even a minute until after the coronation tomorrow.

Standing up, he spread his hands over the sleeping prince, palms up, and began murmuring a counterspell, slowly turning his hands palms down as he finished the verse. As he did, the glow of the wards slowly dimin-ished to nothing and the cubes died. Then there were but eight tiny cubes, four white and four black, cast like strange dice, a pair at each corner of the bed.

As Morgan reached across to retrieve the cubes, Kelson opened his eyes and looked around.

"I must have fallen asleep," he said, raising to one elbow. "Is it time?"

Morgan smiled and put the remaining cubes into their red leather case. "Almost,"

he replied, picking up the candlestick and returning to the fireplace. "Did you sleep well?"

Kelson sat up and rubbed his eyes, then rose and padded over to join Morgan by the fire. "I suppose so. I certainly would like to know how you did that, though."

"Did what, my prince?" Morgan queried absently as he sank back down in his chair by the fire.

"Made me go to sleep, of course," the boy answered. He plopped down on the fur rug in front of the fire and began pulling on his boots. "I really wanted to come with you. But when you touched my forehead, I just couldn't keep my eyes open any longer."

Morgan smiled and ran an idle hand through his burnished hair. "You were very tired, my prince," he said enigmatically.

Kelson had finished with his boots, and now he stood and began rummaging through his closet for a warmer cloak. The weather was definitely colder now, and Morgan could hear an icy wind whistling outside the balcony doors.

Kelson found a fur-lined crimson cloak with a hood and pulled it over his head.

Then he took the sword Morgan offered and belted it around his slim waist.

Morgan stood and slipped his own sword into its scabbard at his belt.

"Are you ready, my prince?"

Kelson nodded and started to head for the door.

"Not that way," Morgan said, motioning the boy to come back to the fireplace.

Kelson looked suitably puzzled, but he went where he was bidden, watched as Morgan paced off a precise distance from the wall to the left of the fireplace and traced an intricate design in the air with his forefinger. With a sigh, a portion of the wall recessed to reveal a dark stairwell descending into the cold night air.

Kelson gaped incredulously.

"How did that get there?"

"I rather imagine someone built it, my prince," Morgan said, taking the candle from the mantle and Indicating that Kelson should enter. "Didn't you really know this was here?"

He extended his hand as the boy shook his head and followed him into the dark passage. Behind them, the wall closed softly, and their muffled footsteps echoed hollowly on the damp stone treads.

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