The Mercenary Prince (Legends of Windemere Book 9) by Charles E. Yallowitz

Author:Charles E. Yallowitz [Yallowitz, Charles E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2015-12-28T07:00:00+00:00

10

A clap of thunder shakes the well-furnished hospital room and startles one of the nurses so badly that she drops her tray of empty potion bottles. Queen Ionia sighs and casts a spell to repair the shattered containers, allowing the soothing silence to last a little longer. She glances at Timoran, who shrugs helplessly, his arms stiff from being in the slings for so long. The noblewoman knows that the barbarian did his best to keep his friends under control and she is happy that things were quiet for a few days. Now that most of their injuries are healed and they have been moved to a more private room, several of the champions have proven to be an endless source of headaches. Dariana has been the most tolerable only because she has been laden down with enough psychic dampening relics that she can barely talk. Her one attempt to locate Nyx resulted in a day long nosebleed that the priests swear should have killed her. The only explanation the others have given is that their friend is a lot more durable than she looks and they never bothered to pry into her past.

As the Caster Queen expected, the real trouble has come from Sari and Luke. The gypsy’s leg is still encased in healing bandages, but that has not stopped her from routinely charming the nurses into wheeling her to the gardens and leaving her unsupervised. Each time she has managed to get over the wall or through the front gate before the guards return her to the hospital room. For her own safety, Sari is handcuffed to her bed with an enchanted manacle that switches to her other wrist every time she picks the simple lock. The key has been safely secured within Queen Ionia’s bodice, which she is fairly certain the younger woman would not dare to steal from. In truth, she prefers the amusing antics of the gypsy over Luke’s obnoxious pestering. The forest tracker has come up with so many ridiculous plans that the noblewoman is surprised he has not repeated himself.

“I have another idea,” the half-elf announces, ignoring the cold stare from the violet-haired noblewoman. He scratches at the stitches that run along his belly and wonders if they will leave a scar like the one diagonally across his torso. “Send us to Gaia and we’ll get some help from the griffin riders. They can cover ground quickly and will be far enough away from Stephen to avoid a confrontation. At least this will tell us exactly where he’s going.”

“That’s only slightly better than you summoning this Brocken Dragon, but the answer is still no,” Ionia answers as she takes a seat at the foot of his bed. With a pleasant smile, she strokes the warm sheets and has them wrap around the half-elf’s body. “I’ve told you multiple times that none of you are going after Stephen. He’s too dangerous. All we can do is contact Isaiah and have him take care of this, which is why I’m visiting.

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