The Written (Emaneska Series) by Galley Ben

Author:Galley, Ben [Galley, Ben]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Emaneska, magic, Epic Fantasy, best fantasy books, Ben Galley, sin city, swords, dark fantasy, game of thrones, good fantasy books, wizards, fantasy books, mages, swords and sorcery, dragons, Fantasy, lord of the rings, fantasy novels
Publisher: BenGalley.com
Published: 2010-11-30T23:00:00+00:00

‘Drink your wine, Farden, don’t just stare at the fire.’ Vice smiled and leant back into a deep armchair with a chuckle. He threw another log into the fireplace and it landed in the flames with a burst of sparks. Steaming wood cracked and spat at them.

Farden shook his head and blinked. The mage was perched on the edges of his own luxurious chair, leaning forward to be closer to the roaring fire. He grinned and sipped the steamy concoction from the silver cup in his hands. It was warm and sweet, mulled wine mixed with the infamous moonshine known as mörd or piss as it was more commonly known. It was a soldier’s drink, devastatingly strong and as clear as ice water. He had heard many of the older veterans arguing long into the night about its magick healing powers, and Farden was beginning to agree with the bunch of gap-toothed brawlers. It was like drinking fire, but the steaming liquid warmed his throat and burnt in his belly like the wood crackling in front of him, and he was starting to feel better again. Farden squinted his eyes and looked around him.

Vice’s private rooms were huge, decorated in the finest styles and crammed with couches, tables, bookcases, desks, and chairs that filled almost every available space. The difference between the Undermage’s rooms and Durnus’s was startling, but they were just as warm, and Farden was just as happy to be there. They hadn’t changed much since his last visit, but he still found himself looking around. Trophies and paintings of his victories covered the walls and jostled for space between the long windows that stretched across the far wall. The sun was just about to disappear over the faraway sea, and the clouds were beginning to gather once again as the weather from Nelska travelled southwards. Farden turned his head to watch the red orb sinking into the sea behind the distant islands.

‘I knew this weather wouldn’t last,’ he said.

‘It’s been bitterly cold since you went away. Helyard’s been in a foul mood, so maybe that’s why,’ Vice shrugged.

‘What’s wrong with him now?’ Farden sighed. He remembered suspicions about Helyard, but he decided to hear what Durnus had to say first before telling Vice.

‘Your disappearance, my good mage! The whole council has been in uproar over the apparent loss of the tearbook. It was only when your hawk arrived that Åddren finally managed to bring peace to the council, and I was sent to get the quickdoor ready for your arrival.’ Vice leant back even further into the massive chair and smiled at Farden. He entwined his fingers and hummed thoughtfully.

‘Well it wasn’t all fun and games for me either, but I can assure the tearbook is safely back in the hands in the dragons, and they have promised me that within the week we will have our answers.’

‘ “Safely back in the hands of the dragons…” is that you talking Farden? I thought you said they couldn’t be trusted?’ Vice spluttered.

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