Memory's Wake Omnibus: The Complete Illustrated YA Fantasy Series by Selina Fenech

Author:Selina Fenech [Fenech, Selina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Fantasy, Magic, Paranormal, Adventure, Young Adult
ISBN: 9781507027042
Publisher: Fairies and Fantasy Pty Ltd
Published: 2015-02-22T16:00:00+00:00

Memory wore the dress Isabeth gave her, since it had managed the journey well last time. Her bodyguards followed close behind when she left her chambers, and Memory realized her own escape would be trickier than Roen’s. She strolled the halls as boringly as possible, hoping they’d leave her be, but they remained diligent. Trying a new tactic, she took a seat and hitched her skirts up to sit cross-legged. When they turned away as they had before, Memory jumped back up and slipped unseen into the servant runs.

Roen waited there for her, and met her with a light kiss on her cheek.

Memory put her finger to her lips and motioned for Roen to follow her. She ran her hand along the stone wall in the narrow tunnel until she felt the waxy lump of her candle stub that she’d left as a marker. Feeling for the door, she tugged and it swung open. Roen followed her in, and when the door closed, she lit a candle for both of them.

“I thought you could cast the light spell now?”

Memory patted the purse at her side. “Not with my knife on me. And for other reasons, you’ll see.”

“What is this place?” he asked.

Memory led the way, skipping down the stone steps. “Something Will and me found. I don’t know if anyone else knows about it. Just wait till we get to the bottom.”

The permanently damp state of the tunnel made the steps slippery and Memory’s foot skidded. Roen caught her hand and held it tight. “Slow down, you’ll fall and break your neck.”

Memory blew a raspberry back at him, but kept holding his hand. It made her feel strange, both comfortable and wrong, adding to the reckless emotions that had grown inside her. Like there was a voice telling her to break rules and take risks and that didn’t care about the consequences. What does it matter if I’m not even a whole person?

Roen lifted their joined hands and held his candle near to look at her wrist.

“What is that hideous thing you’re wearing?”

“It’s not hideous! It’s cute.” Memory defended the bracelet of splintery, chunky, wooden beads she wore.

“I’m a little worried about your taste now. You don’t consider me cute, do you?”

“Not at all. If I had to describe you, pretty is the word I’d pick. And this is cute,” Memory said, shaking her wrist and making it rattle. “Little Edele gave it to me last time I visited the orphans in town, just before the bombing. She made it herself. I can’t wait to get back into town and see them all again.”

Roen laughed softly. “That’s really sweet. I’m not surprised they like you so much.”

Memory smiled wryly. “Yeah, it’s because I hand out cash.”

Roen laughed and squeezed her hand, but Memory didn’t feel like she was joking. It felt like there was always some reason that people liked her that wasn’t anything to do with who she really was.

They walked in silence until they reached the bottom of the tunnels.

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