The Coming Of Wisdom (The Seventh Sword Trilogy Book 2) by Dave Duncan

Author:Dave Duncan [Duncan, Dave]
Format: epub
Tags: Magic, Science Fiction, General, Fiction, Fantasy, Action & Adventure, Fantasy - General, Fantasy fiction, Fiction - Fantasy, Epic, Fantasy - Epic, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Swords, Swordplay, Goddesses
ISBN: 9780759270671
Publisher: e-reads.com
Published: 2008-09-01T20:00:00+00:00

The morning sun climbed very slowly; it seemed uncannily slow to a woman who had lived all

her life in the tropics. Fair wind, and the River wide and bright. It was a fine day, she could

admit; this was a better climate for one of her size. The word in Aus had been that there were no

dangers in this direction, no shallows or unexpected bars. Traffic was light. Wisely, the crew

were staying away from her while she ground away at her decision, so she sat alone at the tiller

with no distractions.

She had slept badly and awakened no closer to a solution, although she usually found that

sleeping on problems was the best way to straighten them out. The only progress her dreaming

mind had made was that it had seen what was missing. It would come, she was sure, so she was

just going to wait for it—for him. A good trader knew when to be patient, so she would let him

make the first move.

The swordsman was still alive, and somehow she had known he would be. He seemed to

understand when he was spoken to, but he would answer in grunts and nods. She had never seen

so much blood come out of one body before. Even at Yok, her deck had not looked so like a

slaughterhouse.

Tom‟o was still sedated, and she was going to keep him that way for a while. If he had offended

the gods, then he had most surely paid for it. No bones broken, thanks to the Most High, but a

terrible beating. It might make him a little easier to handle for a while. He had been getting

fractious, even before this torment began, and so had Thana. In fact, Thana had been growing

into quite a problem. After Yok they had seemed to settle back into much the same steady,

routine life as before, except that they stayed down from Hoof and never gone near Yok or Joof;

those had been once-a-year destinations, anyway, for the spring crops. But no, it had not been the

same. Change had been in the wind, although she had been refusing to admit it. Now they all had

much more change than they could ever have wanted.

Something was going on . . . people beginning to crowd out on the main deck. She watched

warily, out of the corner of her eye, not showing that she was paying attention. Then she saw the

tiny figure come into view, painfully climbing the starboard steps. Here he was. This was what

had been missing.

He advanced slowly, puffing a little, and smiled at her. He made no greeting and he sat himself

beside her on the bench without waiting for an invitation. Only his toes touched the deck.

She glared down at the shiny skin on the top of his head. “You‟ll have to move off there when I

tack,” she growled—he had trapped her into speaking first.

“I shan‟t be long. Have you made a decision, mistress?”

“I‟ve decided I like beggars on my ship as little as swordsmen.”

His eyes were surprisingly bright for his obvious great age. “I outrank you.

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