The Dragons of Bone and Dust (Tales from the New Earth Book 7) by J. J. Thompson

Author:J. J. Thompson [Thompson, J. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: J. J. Thompson
Published: 2016-08-08T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

Malcolm and Aiden had been quick to offer chairs to Veronique and Sylvie. And while they were being seated, several men and women that Simon didn't recognize arrived with jugs of cold water and tall glasses. One of the men said that food was also being prepared.

“We appreciate that, Jackson,” Tamara said to the man. “But please don't go to any trouble on our account.”

Jackson, a young, pleasant-looking fellow with hair as bright as a freshly-peeled carrot, grinned at her.

“No trouble at all. Actually Deborah, I mean Captain Martelli, insisted on it when she heard about the meeting.”

He looked around cautiously and then lowered his voice. Everyone could still hear him though, which seemed to be his intention.

“She's just woken up and went on a bit of a tear when she heard that you were meeting without her. She'll be over soon, so consider yourselves forewarned.”

Tamara laughed and thanked him, and everyone watched him and the other helpers leave.

“Jackson's a bit of a drama queen,” she said as she spotted Simon's confused expression. “I guarantee you that Deb said no such thing.”

The wizard chuckled at the information.

“Well, I do remember her being bold in her opinions, but not quite that volatile,” he agreed.

Veronique had filled a glass of water for her sister and now Sylvie held in both hands, staring down at it as if scrying. If Simon hadn't known that she was completely blind, he was have thought that she was seeing something in the clear liquid.

“We have been doing a great deal of thinking lately,” the woman said without preamble. “Ever since we arrived in this sanctuary, actually. While we are grateful beyond words to our dwarven hosts, we believe that humanity was never meant to live underground for an extended period.”

Simon had forgotten how melodious her voice was, and her Parisian accent made it even more pleasant. He could have listened to her all day.

“And for myself,” she continued, “this city is less of a refuge and more of a prison. I know that I should be more grateful; after all, both my sister and my people have survived against all odds, thanks to the dwarves. But,” she put down her glass and clenched her hands into fists, “I find myself becoming more and more angry by the day. This cannot continue, at least not for me.”

“I don't understand, Sylvie,” Liliana said as she looked from one sister to the other. “Why is this place so hard on you?”

The mage sipped on her water and remained silent. Veronique patted her arm reassuringly.

“My sister,” she said quietly, “is blind, as I am sure you all know. When we were Changed, she was given a gift from the gods. Or at least that is the way we see it. Not only were we both given the ability to use magic, but Sylvie found a way to use the magic to see, for the first time in her life.”

She squeezed her sister's arm and the blind woman smiled at the gesture.

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