The Eye and the Arm by Andrew Q. Gordon

Author:Andrew Q. Gordon [Gordon, Andrew Q.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9781632167897
Amazon: B00VGZB6SS
Barnesnoble: B00VGZB6SS
Goodreads: 25158665
Publisher: DSP Publications
Published: 2015-04-13T16:00:00+00:00

MICERAL STEPPED on deck, followed by Peter, and immediately noticed the weather had cleared. The change left him wondering if outside forces influenced the shift, but the cloud cover behind them appeared consistent with normal weather patterns.

He could see Dumbarten’s capitol, Dreth, as the prow rose and fell in the still-choppy sea. Old even when Kel had left to found Yar-del, the ancient city sprawled in front of the ship dwarfed anything Miceral imagined existed. Boats packed the vast harbor. Easily twice the size of Belsport, Dreth housed dozens of ships, with many more creating chaos as they came and went.

Beyond the piers and warehouses, the city rose, built all the way up the hills that framed the capitol. The palace, a huge complex in the heart of the urban center, had been built on a small rise overlooking the harbor. It alone was bigger than many lesser cities in the Seven Kingdoms.

As they approached the chaotic port, Nathan barked orders to the crew and piloted the ship toward the southern side of the harbor. The warship, now flying Prince Peter’s personal flag, took up a position slightly to the north. Miceral received word from Teberus that his people would be leaving them, but that Cylinda could reach them should the need arise.

The dockworkers appeared less than happy when the two ships arrived. Their grumbling continued until someone spotted Peter. The man turned his gaze up and his eyes went wide when he noted the flag on the warship. Word seemed to spread outward, and soon soldiers, merchants, and additional laborers filled the dock.

“I’m going to find help,” Cylinda said before sailors could tie off the boat. “Stay on board until I return.”

Before Miceral could protest, she disappeared. Frustrated, he clenched his jaw to refrain from yelling after her. Peter stood next to him and they silently stared into the city.

Emerson appeared at Miceral’s side. “Where to next for you three… four?”

“The Grand Temple of Honorus.” Miceral turned to his left, and when he noticed the confused look in the first mate’s eyes, he said, “Farrell needs help, and Cylinda believes that is where we’ll find it.”

“Do you trust her?”

“Of course.” He didn’t try to hide his annoyance. “How could you even ask that?”

Emerson held up his hands and stepped back. “Whoa. I meant, do you trust her instincts? What happened to Farrell is beyond her ability to fix, so maybe a healers’ temple would be wiser.”

Miceral shook his head and turned his gaze back toward the warehouses. “No. She understands the problem but needs a tome from somewhere to make sure she cures Farrell, not kills him.”

The three stood silently at the rail as the crew moved around them. Miceral spared a glance to the bags at his feet. If he’d known where the temple was, he’d have left the moment Cylinda disappeared. But Farrell never discussed the city with him, and Miceral didn’t want to risk wandering around Dreth in the dark.

“Dumbarten is my home, so I’m leaving the Rose to accompany you.

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