Messenger (Guardian Trilogy Prequel 1) by Laury Falter

Author:Laury Falter [Falter, Laury]
Language: swe
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: Audeamus LLC
Published: 2014-05-05T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: FAMILY

THE VERY NEXT DAY I LEARNED just how small our “world” was on earth. It seemed that despite our significant differences, guardians, messengers, and Fallen Ones alike tried their best to keep tabs on one another, and when I awoke I discovered the Fallen Ones weren’t alone in hearing about my bounty. Plenty of messengers had themselves fallen to earth and they, along with their guardian, were just now beginning to hear of my infamy.

“So, where is the little felon?” a deep male voice bellowed just outside the tent. It was a voice I recognized, except that now it was speaking in old Germanic language. “I’ll bet she’s in here!”

I groaned and sat up, waiting for Alban to enter. He did just as I lifted my head toward the tent’s opening to catch the flap flying inward and up. A large head covered primarily with black bushy facial hair peered in. The man beneath the hair beamed, narrowing his eyes to near slits and producing a hole of teeth in the middle of his face.

“And she is! Get up. You have guests.”

The flap fell and I could hear only Alban’s side of the conversation from just outside the tent.

“Sleep? She doesn’t sleep. None of us do!”

I swung my feet to the ground, realizing how surreal it was to see him here and not in the Hall of Records placing a wager or arguing his case on how he won a particular bet.

“She’ll be just fine,” Alban bickered with the mysterious person defending my right to peace and privacy. “She’s a messenger. We’re hardy!”

Something that sounded like the pounding of fists against a chest followed.

The tent flap opened and I braced myself for another shout from Alban. Thankfully, Eran entered.

He strolled to my bed and settled to a stop in front of it, folding his hands across his chest and holding back a smile.

“Did Alban come alone?” I asked, slipping on my boots.

“No.”

“Then only his guardian is with him?” I presumed.

“No.”

A holler of laughter vibrated the air, and I knew it had come from Alban’s deep lungs.

“Who else is here?” I asked.

“You’ll need to see that for yourself. I can list off the guardians, but I have a feeling you’re going to know them about as well as I know the messengers.”

That sounded like a lot.

The flap opened again and Alban shouted, “You coming?”

“Yes,” Eran said over his shoulder, “we are.”

He looked like he wanted to say more. His focus on me and the intensity of his stare made me think so, but Alban brought that to an end.

“Then out! Or I’m coming in! I want to say hello to the one causing such havoc.”

“Causing havoc?” I whispered, passing by Eran.

He shrugged, but something made me think he understood that term better than me.

Havoc, as it turned out, wasn’t the right word. Anarchy would have been more appropriate. I noted this as I stepped out into the morning sun.

While the camp was always busy with peasant soldiers coming and

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