The House Of Night And Chains (Warhammer Horror) by David Annandale

Author:David Annandale [Annandale, David]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2019-10-26T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

‘When?’ I demanded, managing not to grab the doorway to support myself. ‘She was just killed now?’ In my confusion and shock, I was starting to babble.

‘No,’ said Rivas. ‘She was probably killed some hours ago. She’s only just been found.’

‘But that isn’t…’ I began, then stopped.

But that isn’t possible. She was just here.

Just like it wasn’t possible for Karoff to be in two places at once.

It was suddenly hard to breathe.

‘What’s wrong?’ Rivas asked.

‘I’m not sure.’ I would have to tell him.

Not right now.

He would be even more insistent that I leave Malveil immediately. I couldn’t. I would not.

Veiss came to warn me. She was dead, and still she wanted to help.

What was going on at Malveil was not an attack.

But the slaughterhouse in Katrin’s room. The shrieking revels in Zander’s.

That was a dream. It was.

It would take more than that for me to abandon Eliana.

She saved my life today.

I decided, then and there, how I would interpret the vision at the bridge.

There is no evil here.

‘Take me to Adrianna,’ I said to Rivas, and I went to get my coat.

Rivas’ Ecclesiarchy vehicle was solemnly ornate. Mine had the family’s coat of arms and the lord-governor’s crest on the sides. It was a simple affair by comparison. Gold scrollwork lined the body of Rivas’ car. The Ecclesiarchal symbol on the roof seemed the size of a monument. The vehicle was not only visible but instantly recognisable from a great distance, announcing its holy mission to all who saw it. Rivas’ quiet sanctity imbued the luxury with sacredness. This was not ostentation. The glories of the artisanship on display were a tribute to the God-Emperor.

‘Are we going to Silling?’ I asked.

The Oblivis ran by the edge of the Montfor estate on the southern edge of Valgaast.

‘What?’ said Rivas. ‘No. She was pulled from the Loath, not the Oblivis. Just a few miles from here.’

Nothing made sense. I said nothing for the rest of the drive. For the moment, grief was standing at bay. I believed that Veiss was dead, but not at the emotional level. I had just spoken to her minutes ago. She had spoken to me. Her death was a thing reported, not real.

Her visitation, though, that was real. I did not understand what was happening at Malveil, but I was growing more and more accepting of its reality. There were events that still had to be cordoned off as dreams. But I had not dreamt seeing Veiss. I would not denigrate that miracle.

Miracles. That’s what these events are. They are blessings sent by the Emperor.

The epiphany was so sudden and so obvious that I almost laughed with sudden joy. I kept still. This was not the moment. He would not understand. I thought he would, though, in time. A miracle would explain Eliana’s return to me. A miracle was not heretical.

Why the miracle was occurring was another question. I might leave that to Rivas to sort out.

Rivas’ driver took the road that ran along the northern edge of the industrial shell and the base of Malveil’s hill.

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