Quest for the Secret Keeper by Victoria Laurie

Quest for the Secret Keeper by Victoria Laurie

Author:Victoria Laurie [Laurie, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9780375895609
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2012-02-13T23:00:00+00:00


A DARING ESCAPE

Ian and Carl tiptoed down the corridor. Ian had his sights set on the wooden planks they’d had to clear out of the way in the stairwell, but Carl had a better idea. “There was that door to the wardrobe in the upstairs flat, Ian,” he whispered when Ian began to hand him the planks. “The one that hit me on the head. I believe it’s strong enough and wide enough to support the earl, and light enough for the two of us to carry him between us.”

Ian eyed the rest of the stairs up. He hated to go up to that rickety floor again, but they had little choice. The planks in front of them weren’t wide enough and were far too long. “Very well,” he said, but put his hand on Carl’s chest when his friend attempted to move up the stairs. “I’ll go,” Ian told him.

“You’ll need help,” Carl insisted stubbornly.

Ian shook his head vehemently. “That floor’s too unstable. If something happens to me up there, then you’ll need to get help for the earl. We can’t risk the both of us being injured and unable to save him.”

Carl glared at him. “Then I should be the one to go up,” he insisted. “You’re the Guardian, remember? The Guardian who must protect the One? The prophecy says that you can’t die, Ian, or we’ll lose Theo and we’ll all be doomed.”

Ian felt torn by Carl’s words. He knew that going back upstairs was terribly dangerous; how could he let his friend face it instead of him? But Carl was right. There was an extra prophecy they were aware of that had suggested that if he, the Guardian, died, then the One—Theo—would quickly follow. He knew that he needed to stay alive to protect her from the dreaded four sorcerers.

In the end, Ian decided that he would risk it. Carl was always stepping in to volunteer for the more dangerous missions, and Ian knew that someday his luck would run out. “No, mate,” he said, placing a hand on Carl’s shoulder.

“I’ll go.”

Not wanting to argue any longer, Ian hurried up the stairs with barely a backward glance.

Sweat dripped from his temples and inched its ticklish way down his back while he crept along. Finally, he made it to the flat and tiptoed through the hallway to the place where he and Carl had clambered up the side. He picked up the wardrobe door, which was surprisingly light, and turned to make his way back to Carl when a sound from below stopped him.

He thought he heard voices in the distance, and a wave of relief flooded through him. He could ask them for help! Ian squinted into the dark street, attempting to gauge where the voices were coming from. After a moment, he determined that the people speaking were on the other side of a large pile of rubble, just out of sight. He set down the wardrobe door and the torch and cupped his hands around his mouth, ready to shout out to the strangers, when he felt a cold prickle on his skin.



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