The Crimson League (The Herezoth Trilogy) by Grefer Victoria

Author:Grefer, Victoria [Grefer, Victoria]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CreateSpace
Published: 2012-04-16T05:00:00+00:00

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CHAPTER TWO

Jonson Peare

“Go on,” said Bendelof. She stifled a yawn. “It’ll take us a couple stops to get to Fontferry.”

It was five o’clock in the morning, and Kora’s vision of the apartment in the pre-dawn darkness was more of outlines than of objects. Her sack was heavier than usual, with the additional weight of the Librette, and she moved it to her other shoulder. “Despareska,” she muttered, and rubbed her eyes before transporting herself to the forest between Podrar and Yangerton. The clearing was silent, unoccupied except for a squirrel digging in the earth and a couple of twittering jays. Kora returned for Bendelof and Ranler.

“Put out your hands,” she said. Bendelof jumped at the disembodied voice, and some seconds after, all three were in the clearing. Kora let go their fingers and staked out the next stop, a hillside that would hide her companions from the road. It was the place she had first seen Hal. The third and final destination was Fontferry itself: to be precise, Wheatfield’s dilapidated barn. Ranler and Bendelof popped into existence before its doors, a person-sized gap between them that Kora filled a moment later.

“You see the fence over there?” she said. It lay beyond what had once been rows of corn but was now a mass of weeds and shin-high grass. “Climb over it. You should be able to see the road to town from there. Head north and I’ll catch you up in the square, at the clock tower.”

Ranler said, “You have something else to do?”

Laskenay had warned Kora, and Kora thought it a good idea, not to let anyone know she was moving Hansrelto’s spellbook. Kora had even gone so far as to burn Teena’s letter, so that nothing could connect her to the woman if her sack fell in the wrong hands. “If you get a start with finding the mayor, I’ll catch up in half an hour. I shouldn’t be longer than that. I’d just be a hindrance casing a building anyway.”

Ranler looked put out—he deserved an explanation, his stare was accusatory—but Bennie admitted, “We will be less obvious with two.”

Kora warned, “Be careful in that grass. I don’t know what’s in it. I don’t think any snakes live up here, but I’m not sure.”

“We got it covered,” said Ranler, and rolled his eyes. He started across the field, Bendelof following, while Kora made herself invisible and transported yet again.

She clutched her chest, winded, as she found herself staring in dawn’s gray light across the Podra River with her back to a second barn. The total distance she had traveled was catching up with her. The door creaked a few minutes later, and she watched as a tiny red-haired woman, holding a basket of eggs, joined her to watch the sunrise. “Desfazair,” Kora whispered beneath her breath, but not softly enough. The woman heard and turned her head; spotting Kora, she dropped her eggs.

The sorceress lurched forward. “Mudar,” she said, and the basket stopped its fall before it smashed its contents.

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