Rise of Legends by Narro B.T

Author:Narro, B.T. [Narro, B.T.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2015-12-15T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Her father was sick. At least that’s what he told Sanya from the other side of his bedroom door. Takary family guards had let her into the mansion, but the halls were mostly empty, a stark contrast from when she used to live here. She supposed most of the staff and relatives had moved into the castle in the center of the capital as she had.

“Let me in.” Sanya kept her voice low. She could sense a couple others in nearby rooms.

“Just go,” Spiro said in a raspy voice. “I don’t want to make you ill.”

It was a lie.

Keeping her psychic ability from her father had been the most difficult out of anyone. When she began to realize she could control bastial energy, the last thing she thought to do was tell him. He would take it as a sign that his experiments were working. She’d made him believe that nothing he’d done affected her in any way except to make her miserable, yet that still didn’t stop him.

But what was he really doing in there that made him want to remain unseen? Spiro was a sneaky man, not to be trusted by anyone. When the previous war was over, he’d created the illusion that he’d killed himself, though Sanya had done most of the work by pretending to mourn. The motive for his suicide made it believable—Kyrro had won the war and Spiro had invested his adult life in supporting Tegry Hiller. There would be nothing left for him once Kyrro’s army came to take the castle and put him in prison, maybe even execute him. All of this was true.

Spiro and Sanya had journeyed to the capital, where her father stayed in the Takary mansion when he wasn’t out surprising loyal comrades by still being alive, trying to recruit them. Many people had invested their lives in the expectation that Tenred would win the war. They were all too ready to latch on to a new leader, and Tauwin’s father was a smart and powerful man. If only he’d known that his biggest threat was a jealous son.

Spiro didn’t care who led so long as he had a slice of power and returned to his life of luxury. He also didn’t care about Sanya, especially not about getting her sick, which gave her even more reason to find out why she couldn’t enter his room now.

“Father, I won’t get sick,” she tried.

He feigned a cough. “Come back tomorrow.”

She had a quick peek at her akorell bracelet. It was already glowing brightly, having absorbed bastial energy from the spiritual world. It likely would be ready for another portal tomorrow. She would come back then.

“Fine. I hope you feel better.”

When she returned to the castle, a servant had orders to bring her to Tauwin. He was meeting with Cheot and the commander of his military, a man in his middle years by the name of Stanmar who looked capable of and willing to rip a man’s head clear from

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