The Last Apprentice: Night of the Soul Stealer (Book 3) by Joseph Delaney

Author:Joseph Delaney [Delaney, Joseph]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2011-12-06T05:00:00+00:00

I couldn’t bear the thought of Dad’s spirit in torment. But neither did I want to be Morgan’s apprentice. I was reluctant to rap on the table, but it would gain me some time. Morgan would think I’d agreed to what he’d demanded, and it would save Dad from suffering now while I consulted the Spook. He would know what to do for the best.

I took a deep breath and rapped three times upon the table. I held my breath and listened, but there was no acknowledgement. The room was utterly still and silent. I tried the door and it opened. I hadn’t heard it happen, but the bolt had been pulled back. I went back to the table, picked up my tinderbox, blew out the candle, and put both into my pockets. Then, clutching my staff, I left the room and opened the front door.

I almost fell over in amazement. It was broad daylight! Sunlight was dazzling back from the snow, and it was at least two hours after dawn! It had only seemed like fifteen minutes or so that I’d been in the room with Morgan, and yet the same number of hours had gone by.

There was no way I could begin to explain it. The Spook had told me that Morgan was a dangerous man who’d dabbled with the dark. But the Spook hadn’t said he was capable of the things I’d seen. Morgan was a powerful and dangerous mage with real magical powers, and I shivered at the thought of having to face him again. Within moments I was trudging through the deep snow as fast as I could, heading uphill toward the Spook’s house.

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