Shatterglass by Tamora Pierce

Author:Tamora Pierce [Pierce, Tamora]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-0-545-40588-1
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2003-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

9

By the time Keth left Ferouze, the sky was covered with heavy masses of fast-moving gray clouds. He had delayed going to his room as long as he could, first by helping the old woman to feed Glaki, then by telling the girl a story until she fell asleep. Only after that did he gather his courage and go out into the courtyard. There was no sign of Tris, Little Bear, or Chime. Keth knew he should be relieved that she was gone; instead he was puzzled. He was starting to get some idea of what she was like. She wasn’t the sort to just go away.

He was also dissatisfied with himself. Why hadn’t she made him face the storm? He thrust that idea clean out of his mind. It was just another of the bits of folly that had entered his thoughts after he’d been struck by lightning. Instead he told himself that Tris had finally seen it was futile to argue with him.

With another wary look at the sky, Keth climbed the stair. It would pour at any time. Probably Tris had returned to Jumshida’s to dance in it, or something. He hoped that the yaskedasi had found indoor work. This storm felt like a big one.

He slid his key into the lock on his door, and turned it. The door locked. Frowning, Keth turned the key in the opposite direction. The door opened. He didn’t like that. Had he left the room unlocked all day? Yali would never steal from him, but he didn’t trust Poppy or the male yaskedasi who lived at Ferouze’s. How could he be so stupid as to forget to lock up?

When he entered the room he found that he’d also left the shutters open. He swore: if it had rained in the day, his sketches for designs would have gotten soaked. Then he registered movement beside his door. It was the dog. Tris sat on his stool. A flash at the corner of his other eye drew his gaze to Chime who sat atop the pile of his sketches.

“You found it open and you just walked in?” he demanded. Somehow he was not as surprised to find her there as he should have been.

“No,” said Tris, smoothing her skirts. “My breezes found the one with your magic in it, and I picked the lock.” She held up a pair of hairpins.

Whatever he had expected her to say, that was not it. “You picked a lock.”

Tris tucked the pins back into her braids. “Briar taught me. He said I had a gift for locks. It’s high praise, coming from him. Not that your lock was much of a challenge.”

Little Bear came over, wagging his tail. Keth scratched his ears. “Hello, Bear. Good boy.” To Tris, in a less affectionate tone, he said, “You let yourself in, let yourself out.”

“No,” she replied as a gust rammed through the open window. “Come on. We’re going up to the roof.” Chime gave off a high, singing note that rose and fell as sparks popped in her eyes.

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