Ora and the Old God by Sarah Day

Author:Sarah Day
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Sarah Day Author
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

FOURTEEN

THE storms lasted through the night and into the next morning. When Ora made it to Renna’s kitchen, she was soaked and shivering. The small courtyard outside the kitchen had turned into a giant puddle. Thunder made the earthenware pots shutter on the shelves.

He did not mention sweeping all morning. Instead, he put her to work with dishes, chopping vegetables, and scrubbing the kitchen floor. She grew impatient. Had Renna forgotten? Or worse, had he changed his mind?

She ground the scrub brush against the floor, angry with herself for trusting a fae. Renna had no intention of helping her. And why would he? They had only met days ago, and though sympathetic about her brother, he made it clear that aiding her escape was too great a risk. The least he could do was stay out of her way, but even then, she could not seem to find a moment alone. No matter where she went in the lodge, there was always a Yewolyn or two nearby.

Arms aching, she stopped and sat back on her knees to wipe sweat from her forehead. “Have you ever scrubbed this floor, Renna?” she asked.

But no answer came.

She twisted around. The kitchen was empty.

“Renna?”

Ora stood and crept to the open doors. The rain had stopped, but heavy clouds still loomed overhead. Most of the water in the courtyard had drained. She stepped outside to peer along the passage leading toward the main hall. It too was empty.

Had Renna meant for her to take this chance?

She could hear shouting and the clash of metal. The Yewolyns were sparring. To reach the main hall, she would have to pass by the training yard. But, if she appeared busy, who would stop her? They all believed her name to be bound. Still, her heart fluttered in her chest as she snatched up the broom and began to make her way toward the main hall.

The sounds of combat swelled as she walked along the training yard. The scent of blood and sweat soured the humid air. She spotted Callum on the other side, watching his Yewolyns. Ever since the day before, he had been pensive. Even now, he stood stoic and rigid with his arms firmly crossed.

Ora had sensed a change in mood among the Yewolyns as well. The golem, whatever it was, had made them tense. They spoke in hushed voices and slid wary glances between each other. More than once, she caught the Magus’s name tinged with fear and speculation.

The Valor’s golden eyes flitted toward her. She pretended not to see him and quickened her pace up the steps and through the doors.

For once, the main hall was empty.

Relieved, she set aside the broom. Just as she did so, the front doors opened.

“Ah, little twig!” Berengar strode lightly toward Ora. His cheerful greeting was jarring, and she gazed at him as if he had appeared from thin air. “What? Didn’t think we’d meet again so soon?”

Determined not to miss her chance, she balled up her fists and stormed past him.

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