The Secret of Azuron (The Sword Empire Book 1) by J.R. Kearney

Author:J.R. Kearney [Kearney, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Richkey Publications
Published: 2016-08-08T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

THE CENTENARY OF ARWENDEL

The day of celebrations was welcomed by a clear buy sky, with only a few clouds to scar the early morning. The cool wind of fall breezed through Landau's window and the sun kissed his cheek, and urged him out of bed. He awoke restless several times through the night, the mutterings of the wizard ever present outside his room and Landau refrained from intruding. Since arriving he had remained mostly silent, any conversation was minimal, and only started when the wizard deemed it suitable. Even now Vhalen had escaped early in preparation for tonight's celebrations, leaving him alone in the company of his gnomes.

He was surprised to find they prepared him breakfast, and they watched in interest while he digested his meal. It was exceedingly satisfying, upon finishing the gnomes were on hand to remove his plate and tidy the crumbs that he had spilt. He thanked them for their effort, and as Vhalen anticipated the gnomes were most gracious, smiling in the admiration of his compliment. They managed to wash his clothes through the night, much to his relief, for his belongings still hadn't found their way to the tower, and with all the visitors entering the palace of late he was resigned in ever reuniting with them.

A knock on the tower door startled him, and hesitantly he made his way out to open it and find Samson, looking far more refreshed from whence they last met. Removed from his hauberk he now bore clothes of regal fabric, his pants and tunic matched with shades of ivory, uniform in design, with emblems stitched upon its chest and sleeves.

"How do you open this thing, there's no handle?" Samson asked. "Anyway Jema told me to look after you for the day, thought you might want to start with a tour of the city, show you the sights, that sort of thing. I brought your belongings too," he showed Landau.

"My room's just over here," he pointed relieved, though Sam appeared preoccupied to gawk at the eccentric nature of the wizard's suite. It was apparent he’d never had the chance to do so before.

"I can see why Vhalen lives alone up here. Not much a place for company."

He placed Landau's possessions against the clutter of his room, his eyebrows raised at the array of disgruntled gnomes that glowered upon him with unwelcome guises.

"So you sleep with these things here?" Sam said, surprised to see the gnomes frown upon his statement.

"I guess so - they're not as strange as some of the other creatures in this place." Samson could not refrain from staring at their minute physique. "Is this your first time here?" Landau asked.

"Yes, I mean no, no Jema has brought me here before, on…occasion, an occasion," the squire was hardly convincing. "Been a while since I've seen his goblin friends here is all."

"Gnomes you mean?"

"Right," Sam shook his head, he wasn't about to question the practices of wizards. "Well we should be going then, grab your coat," he suggested, "I don’t know how long we’ll be gone for, there is much in this city to see.

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