Seven Wanderers 2-Book Bundle by Lucy Leiderman

Seven Wanderers 2-Book Bundle by Lucy Leiderman

Author:Lucy Leiderman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dundurn
Published: 2014-11-12T00:00:00+00:00


Suddenly he was much farther away. He drifted out of reach from my hand as an invisible force pushed me down to the floor, where I knelt. I wanted to cry out but I had no voice. My heart was racing, panic gripped my lungs, and I braced my hands on the dirty earthen floor to keep from shaking. The bitter cold seemed to rise from the ground and cling to my bones.

I dared look up to see Seth, as he once was, standing next to an old man covered in cloaks of different colours and patterns, his bearded jaw set in a grim line. The king. His father. Emotion flooded into me as I saw him. I wanted to grab him, hold him, protect him, but knew I couldn’t. Somewhere my second life’s mind forced me to focus. I tore my eyes away and took in my surroundings.

We were in a dark wooden room. Wooden pillars held up the tall ceiling and the thatched roof let slivers of sunlight shine through. There was a hole in the middle through which smoke escaped.

On the other side of the old man’s perch stood Kian, a small and skinny child with a dirty mop of black hair and blue eyes wide with fear. He clutched his tan tunic and stared at his father, the king. Nearby, a woman with black hair and sad eyes stroked the head of another dark-haired woman, who sobbed quietly into her shoulder.

My hair hung loose around my face and fell away as I turned to look around me. I was kneeling with three people on my right, and two on my left. I spotted Moira and Garrison but didn’t know the others. I forced my past self to stare into their faces, remembering every feature. Behind us stood five men in cloaks with different designs stitched into them.

“The fog has come over our land,” the king said, and my eyes went back to him, “and has shrouded the truth between good and evil, right and wrong.”

His voice struggled, and I couldn’t decide if it was due to emotion or age.

“In any future, lives will be lost. Blood will be spilled. Pain will echo through our lands. We have been blessed by the gods with their kin.” His arm swept out to us and rested on Seth’s sleeve, gripping it tightly. He clutched it as if steadying himself, though he sat. “And they will help us decide our own fate, and turn the future for the good of the world.”

The crying woman sobbed louder, and the dark woman holding her, who I knew to be the queen, let her tears fall silently to the floor. There was movement to my left. A man kneeling next to me, his chestnut hair flowing past his shoulders, sat back onto his heels looking stunned but determined.

I realized this was it. This was the moment the king had decided to have us killed. My stomach turned. In less than a day, I would die.



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