The Mage Trials by Charles Cackler

Author:Charles Cackler
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9798636676263
Published: 2020-04-27T04:00:00+00:00

All the little items and tools were in their places within Ambrose’s chambers but the atmosphere couldn’t have been more different when they stood before the enchanted mirror. This was no negotiation or family chat; it was a war council.

“The Gazifs are after my son. The Gazifs are after my son!” Jela Miel’s eyes blazed and she clenched her hands into fists as she stalked back and forth. “Who do they think they are!? If they want his blood then I shall take theirs. Every. Last. Drop!”

She’d been annoyed at being awoken so early until their explanation had sunken in. Said annoyance was replaced by first confusion, disbelief, and then horror in rapid succession before finally settling on murderous rage. She still wore her sleeping gown and her hair was bushy and bedraggled, but those were mere details behind the iron in her jaw.

Eldrie was no less affected. His cheeks were ruddy with blood rush and his grey eyes were now little points of steel. Ever since he’d heard the word assassin, his gaze had been hard enough to pierce stone. Still, he was a little calmer, “As outrageous as their plan is, we need to keep clear heads. Soren, do we have proof that it is the Gazifs behind this attack or only our suspicions?”

“Not yet, milord.” Soren frowned. “Do you think it might be a third party, perhaps?”

“An assassin goes after my son’s head mere days after we pose a marriage suit for the hand of the same woman the Gazifs are courting and you think it is unrelated?” Eldrie outright laughed at that, a harsh barking sound. “You must be making jest, Soren. No, it is the Gazifs for certain, but we need evidence if we’re to get aid from our liege lord. The Gazifs aren’t some family of jumped-up landed knights but a noble house almost equal to our own. While we might easily defeat them in the field, digging them out of their castles is beyond us alone. If we want to bring them to justice, we will need more than supposition. We need allies and proof.”

Soren nodded, murmuring, “Where do we get it though? It is not as if they would trumpet their crimes in the streets.”

Jela let her breath out in a low hiss and her expression returned to her normal stoic demeanor… if one ignored the way a vein throbbed in her temple. “They must have somebody local,” she said, biting out every word. “The assassin was there mere days after the marriage suit - while they could contact him from outside, it is far more likely that somebody in Sirala set this up. Soren, do you know any members of the Gazif family who would be in the area?”

Soren’s eyebrows knitted together but he shook his head. The three of them continued talking, yet something niggled at Rian’s thoughts, something about the Gold Road and holdings… What was it again?

Oh! He snapped his fingers. “Soren, do you still have the marriage dossiers?”

The man in question blinked but brought them out of one of his belt-pouches.

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