Spellscribed Tales: First Refrain by Kristopher Cruz

Author:Kristopher Cruz [Cruz, Kristopher]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2014-05-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 06: Now

Endrance looked up from his notes. He had let Joven ramble on for hours, occasionally pausing to drink some water from his water skin as he told his tale. He had managed to get some work done on deciphering the ancient barbarian language, but he kept getting drawn into Joven's tale. It was when Joven's story came to an end that he finally got the breakthrough he needed.

"Joven." Endrance said sympathetically. "I'm sorry about what happened to your father, and brother."

Joven let out a pent up breath. "It's okay." he replied. "I've had time to get over it. My father died in battle and earned much honor."

"And Talen?" Endrance asked.

Joven shook his head. "I don't know. Nor do I care anymore. I don't want to talk about him again, all right?"

Endrance nodded.

An uncomfortable silence filled the air. Moments passed, and Joven cleared his throat.

"So. Got it figured out?" He asked.

Endrance shook his head. "Not yet." he replied.

Joven's shoulders slumped. "Well, we still have a few days." he replied.

"No, I have an idea, but I don't know where to look to get what I need." Endrance stated. "You see, your story got me thinking."

"About?" Joven asked.

"The throne room." Endrance said. "More specifically, the columns carved with the deeds of past kings."

"Yeah?"

Endrance tapped the dry quill on the desk. "Who do you suppose writes them?"

Joven froze a moment, thinking. "You’re clever." he muttered. "The carvers can read and write!"

"Yes!" Endrance exclaimed. "And the ancient ones from the beginning of the tradition wrote in the ancient script! It was something that I knew I had seen before, because they were on the first two pillars in the throne room!"

"So, since they could read and write –" Joven said excitedly.

"Then they had to teach it to each generation after!" Endrance declared, tucking an errant strand of hair behind his ear. "We can decipher the language with their materials!"

Joven nodded. "Well, I don't know who or where they are, but I do know who would be able to locate them."

"Anna?" Endrance asked.

"Yep." Joven said with a smile. "Let's go ask."

Endrance stood, straightening out his shirt. His neck twinged a little, but it was feeling much better after being given several hours of rest.

"Hey Joven," Endrance said before his bodyguard could open the door to the room. "Why didn't you tell me you and Anna had history?"

Joven shrugged. "We didn't really go anywhere with it after that day. It was a decade ago, and we never talked until you brought us all back together again."

Endrance frowned. "Is that okay with you?"

Joven smiled. "Well, it's not like we have a choice anymore. But yeah, that's fine with me." he concluded. "At the time, she was just a pretty face to flirt with. Now, she's the wife of the most important person in the history of my bloodline."

Endrance grimaced. "Don't, ugh, I'm still not buying this 'wife' business."

"It's tradition."

"Are you sure it, like, didn't get twisted up getting passed on by word of mouth over the years?" the mage asked.

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