Shattered Landing by Alice Sabo

Author:Alice Sabo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Magic, Wizards, Magical Creatures, High Fantasy, Quest
Publisher: Alice Sabo
Published: 2021-02-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 24

Sylvie lay down on her bedroll not expecting to sleep. She kept thinking of the Hetgarn. To her they were monsters, but what if Flint was right? What if they came into this world to kill their demons? But that thought led to so many more questions filling her mind with fearful images. Now that she’d experienced a battle she had a lot more to fear.

Catbird started snoring. She listened to the rustle of the sleepers and the singing of night insects. Steel clanked as he went out to swap guard duty with Marten. The fire popped. And then it was morning.

Flint patted her foot to wake her. “Breakfast is almost ready.”

Blinking sleep from her eyes, she sat up dizzily. “I guess I slept really hard.”

“That happens after a fight,” Flint said. She was fully dressed and stuffing the last few things into her pack.

“Am I the last one?” Sylvie asked guiltily.

“I waited to wake you until the men were done in the bathing room,” Flint whispered.

“Thanks.” Sylvie grabbed her things and went to wash up. Tea and porridge was waiting for her when she got back.

Chance was already packing up his pots. “Marten and Shivers are saddling the horses. Winter’s Stash has gone ahead to scout the road,” he reported to her.

“And the Dwyners?” she asked.

He shrugged. “Not for me to say.”

She didn’t like the sound of that. She hurried through breakfast and helped Chance pack up the last of the gear.

When they were all assembled outside, Ludwyn gave her the bad news. “I want you to seek the blood again.”

The child was already waiting, so Sylvie knew they had talked about it without her. That angered her, but she pushed that aside. The sooner they found this man the quicker things would be done, and she could go home. That thought gave her an odd twinge, as if that wasn’t exactly what she wanted. Forcefully, she pushed that aside, too.

The child held out his hand. Sylvie took it and shifted her focus inward. Here was the person, where was the charm? She turned and pointed.

“Can you tell us anything more?”

“It’s moving again.”

“Which direction?”

That was a tricky question. She tried to lock on to the charm and let her hand move slowly as it moved. It was barely a twitch, but Steel grunted acknowledgement. She let go of the connection to the blood and turned to the child. She smiled at him. “Thank you.”

He stared back with the wide eyes of an innocent.

“Has he told us his name?” she asked Catbird.

He growled, but Sylvie thought she heard a word. “Gurdin?”

“Garedon,” he repeated.

She turned back to the child. “Thank you, Garedon.”

He solemnly bowed to her.

Then she had to scramble into the saddle. Toby was restless. He circled as she tried to mount. Flint rode alongside, blocking him long enough that Sylvie could mount. The order changed slightly from yesterday. And the men seemed to be circling, riding ahead and then trailing behind. Suspiciously, she inspected the greenery by the side of the road.

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