The Silver Star (Kat Drummond Book 11) by Nicholas Woode-Smith

Author:Nicholas Woode-Smith [Woode-Smith, Nicholas]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-11-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18.

Mer

“Truth be told, lass, I’m happy we didn’ have to dock. Blasted continent. Too many spiders. Some of them giant even before the old Vortex opened. No, no. Not for me.”

Ironfoot was in high spirits at the thought of leaving sight of the fleet. He claimed he just didn’t like Australia, but I could see that there was something about the human fleet that unnerved him. A bad memory. I wondered if it was from this world or his home.

Even at the height of tension between my friends, Ironfoot’s crew had been appropriately lively and boisterous but, as we pulled away from Brisbane harbour, everyone was silent. I could hear the last caw of seagulls as they faded into the distance.

“What do ye plan to do in this part of the world, lass?” Ironfoot asked, as the sea covered the horizon. He said it wouldn’t be too much longer till New Zealand.

“Did Candace not tell you?” I asked, by way of reply. “I thought you knew.”

He smiled through his bushy red beard. We were alone on the highest deck of his ship. We could see everything from here. Everyone was mostly keeping to themselves. Alone with their thoughts. But, for whatever reason, I found myself here with the captain.

“I didn’ think ye was really a fire elemental, lass. I know who ye are, Last Light. That was enough.”

I sighed. “I didn’t think I was known outside Hope City.”

Except by Conclave villains trying to off me, that is.

“Perhaps ye ain’t. But I dock in the Titan’s city every so often. An’ I speak with my stone-headed kin there. They told me about the Fae Hunt. When ye Council got it into their fool heads to imprison all the fair folk. Didn’t strike me as odd. Humans have been blaming what’s different since before we arrived. But, what I heard that really struck me, was a story of a lass on the mountain top, making sure that fae an’ orcs, not like her, got to live free. That struck me, lass. And it continues to do so. Which is why I ask: why are ye here in a sea that’s about to boil red with blood? I think it’s too late for peace. Ye saw that armada. You don’t sheathe a sword that big before getting blood on it.”

I contemplated Ironfoot’s words, letting them settle into the silent, sea-infused air.

What was I doing here? Saving my aunt? Avenging her? Killing elves…

“I’m not sure, captain…I don’t think I ever was. Things used to be simple. Back when it was just me hunting flesh-eaters. But…”

“People complicate things.”

I nodded, slowly, and decided to tell him the truth. “The elves have my aunt. That’s what I’ve been told. But I thought she was dead. When I looked in that Anzac officer’s eyes, I saw something familiar. Something I understood. Cause when I thought of New Sintar, I thought of revenge. But now…I don’t know. The sight of that fleet should have emboldened me. It’ll make saving my aunt easier to have an army breaking through the elf lines.

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