The Wayward Godking by Brendan Carroll

Author:Brendan Carroll
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mythology, Mythology & Folk Tales, Science Fiction & Fantasy, Fantasy, Fairy Tales, Epic, Literature & Fiction
Publisher: Brendan Carroll
Published: 2012-12-07T00:00:00+00:00

(((((((((((((<O>)))))))))))))

“He is not in the villa,” Galen said menacingly, lowered his head and looked at Simon in disgust. “You have lost my father and Sir Ramsay as well! Are you going to simply sit there and do nothing? I’m going to the Master.”

Simon was up in an instant. He grasped Lucio’s son by the wrist and twisted his arm behind him, slamming him with surprising ease into the wall near the door. Lydia shrieked and Simon told her to shut up.

The Healer had never spoken a stern word to his wife in all their acquaintance. Lydia’s mouth fell open as she stumbled backwards toward the small desk where he’d been sitting and listening to Galen’s rant only moments before. Galen could not find Vanni or Lucio. No one had seen them since they had tried the experiment with the dream walking technique. Reuben and Simeon had been dispatched to affirm the truth of Galen’s complaint, and Simon was bracing himself for the impending confrontation with Catherine that was bound to come. She and Roni were down at the pool, taking in the sunshine and had no idea that the two men were missing. It was only a matter of time before d’Brouchart learned what had happened. Barry of Sussex had come by twice looking for the Golden Eagle and Sir Ramsay. It seemed the Master wanted to confer with them.

Things were going from bad to worse when Carlisle Corrigan beat on the door post, and then stuck his golden red head inside the door without waiting to be invited.

“My, my, brother.” He clucked his tongue as he observed the odd state in which he found Simon and Galen. “Is this the way you treat all your guests? You never fail to amuse and amaze.”

“Get in or out!” Simon snapped at him, and then pushed Galen across the room, depositing him in a leather arm chair.

Carlisle stepped inside and then stiffened at the sight of Lydia’s troubled expression. She brushed back her hair quickly and tried to take on a more unconcerned air.

“Would you care for a drink, Carlisle?” she asked and began to pour him a glass of water without waiting for an answer. “Please make yourself at home. I was just going down to the pool.” She thrust the glass in his hands and disappeared out the door before anyone could say another word.

“Well.” Carlisle sniffed the water, and then set it down on a table near the door. “I hope it wasn’t anything I said.”

“Just shut up,” Simon told him through gritted teeth. “Sit down.”

Carlisle smiled and then sat down on Lydia’s footstool.

“Drinks and a floor show…” he smiled at Galen’s angry face. “Are you going to torture him now? Or should we take him to the basement under the chapel? The others won’t be able to hear his screams.”

“You’re an ass,” Simon muttered as he backed away from Lucio’s son and sat on the edge of the desk. “Galen and I are simply trying to reach an accord.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.