Spark of Chaos by Sabrina Flynn

Author:Sabrina Flynn [Flynn, Sabrina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781955207218
Publisher: Ink & Sea Publishing

Chapter 21

Isiilde basked in the sunlight streaming through the crystal window. Bliss, pure and simple.

Marsais was not so relaxed. He’d been a whirlwind since they’d entered his study. He wove a series of messages, sending them off with a flick of his fingers to whisper in someone’s ears. Then he turned to the shelves, attacking them like a madman, until stacks of ancient tomes tottered on his desk.

Isiilde watched him while she ate. It was all very entertaining. Several times she started to ask him what he was about, but then stopped herself—she didn’t want to be rude and interrupt the conversation he was having. With himself.

A knock at the door heralded Isek’s arrival. He walked over the threshold, performing an impressive balancing act with an armful of scrolls and books.

“As requested, Arch—” Isek dropped half the scrolls on the floor as he caught sight of the sunbathing nymph.

Isiilde offered a greeting. But he just kept staring.

Marsais looked up in surprise, his gaze darting from Isek to the shimmering dream lounging in his study.

“Thank you.” Marsais stepped into Isek’s line of sight, blocking his view. “Are you quite done?”

Isek shook himself. “Do you need anything more from me?”

“Tell me, has Tharios traveled recently?”

“He’s always coming and going,” Isek replied, weaving a Kilnish crown between his fingers. It was a mesmerizing habit of his.

“I need to know where he’s traveled in the past year—no matter how trivial it may seem.”

“Should be easy enough. Tharios has a ship and crew.”

“Splendid. While you’re wheedling information out of his crew, you have my permission to get soused, as long as you bring something back for me.”

“I’ll do my best.” Isek leaned to the side, stealing one last peek at the nymph. “And Marsais?”

“Hmm.”

“I don’t know how you do it, old friend.”

Marsais did not reply and Isek said no more. After he left, Isiilde rested her hands on her chin (which still hurt), and stared at the closed door.

“What did he mean by that?”

“By what, my dear?” Marsais asked, as he studied one of the newly delivered manuscripts.

“By what he just said.”

Marsais gestured toward the disorder on his desk. “Perhaps he was referring to this mess I’ve gotten myself into.”

“What exactly have you gotten yourself into?” Isiilde grabbed a handful of strawberries and joined him at his desk.

“Hmm, weren’t you listening in the throne room?”

“Yes, but I don’t understand. If you already know what Tharios wants, then what are you looking for?” She poked at a few scrolls, noting that they were dated maps of long forgotten borders and kingdoms.

“Right to the point. Have I ever told you what a sharp mind you have?” Many times, but she never tired of hearing it. “To put it simply, I bluffed and he took my bait.”

“So…” She mulled over what she’d overheard, along with his interest in Tharios’ recent travels. “…you suspected he was searching for something, but you don’t know what he wants, and now you know whatever it was, he’s already found it.”

His grin told her she was on the right track.

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