The Chosen of Anthros by Travis Simmons

Author:Travis Simmons [Simmons, Travis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: New Adult Dark Fantasy
Publisher: Wyrding Ways Press
Published: 2015-09-04T16:00:00+00:00

Leona kept casting glances behind her, as if she were being followed. She rubbed her wet hands against her trousers for the umpteenth time. What could she have meant? She wondered. I can’t be Hafaress. That’s impossible. Some people don’t even believe that he’s real.

But what do you think? A voice asked her. Do you think he’s real?

She hadn’t really thought about it. Gods were gods. She just assumed people made up the names and the powers to designate some force that ran through Eget Row. She hadn’t actually thought of them as real beings until she’d had the dream of Hafaress going to see Surt in Muspelheim.

The truth was Leona didn’t really know what she thought. She just knew that she couldn’t be Hafaress. The vision must have been a lie. It was wrong. She was new to this kind of thing, so maybe not all of what she had seen was real.

Maybe Daniken said that to throw me off. She’s trying to get to me, and what better way to kill me than to throw me into doubt so she can strike?

But there were so many things that didn’t add up. So many things that had happened that didn’t make any sense at all. Like the hammer. Why had it seemed to choose her? Why was she the only one who could lift it?

Why does everyone keep calling father Olik?

She didn’t want to think about it, and she didn’t have to think about it much longer because she was nearing the barracks.

The guard at the door nodded to her. “Can I help you?”

“I’m looking for where they keep the prisoners?” she wondered, squinting up at him through the dazzling sunlight.

“The stockades,” he said, pointing to a brick building close beside the barracks. It was small and windowless. “But what would you want with prisoners?” he wondered with a frown.

“I’ve been charged with questioning the darkling,” she told him.

He shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably, as if trying to settle the brown leather armor better into place. “Who charged a girl with that task?”

“The ravens told me if you have any questions they should be directed to them,” Leona told him, lifting her chin defiantly.

A strange look fell over his face. Was it fear? He nodded. “Very well. I will lead you.”

Leona fell in step behind the tall man. He led her through the door of the stockades and into a small chamber with torches lining the walls. Behind a table sat another guard, lost in a book. He looked up when they entered, frowned at Leona, but snodded at her guide.

“Bertrand!” the guard said. “What do we have here?”

“She’s to question the prisoner,” Bertrand said.

The proclamation wiped all traces of cheer from the man behind the table. “But she’s—”

“Ordered by Huginn and Muninn,” Bertrand told him. “I don’t like it either James, but…”

“I understand,” James nodded his shaggy red head. He itched his beard and shook his head. “Alright, this way miss.” He took a set of keys from a peg under the desk and opened another door directly behind him.

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