Vessel of the Gods Boxed Set by Jada Fisher

Author:Jada Fisher [Fisher, Jada]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Fairfield Publishing
Published: 2020-04-16T22:00:00+00:00

5

Break the Chains

They sat there for much too long.

When they had first discussed their plan, Ukrah knew that there would be a period where they would just have to sit there until some witch hunters came around and they were able to start some trouble. But at least several hours had passed with them sitting there, completely unattended, and she couldn’t help but wonder if these witches even wanted to be free.

There was no one around. No guards. No one to make sure they were in check, and yet hardly any of them moved. It didn’t make sense to her. When she had been captured, she’d used every moment of being unsupervised to plan for herself.

Then again… She had also planned her whole capture. Used the slavers as a means to move herself quickly across the border before any survivors of her people found her and tried to burn her again. She had largely been in control of her situation and had some sort of talking guardian bird thing to help her.

The people surrounding her were considered not a threat by the witch hunters, or at least according to the girl. They were weak or injured. They’d been starved, had their lives ripped out from under them. Beaten. They’d seen their friends killed. Maybe even their families. Most of them probably couldn’t even harness their magic for any sort of defense. It seemed terribly cruel to be cursed with something that made people want to kill them, but didn’t give them any benefit. Maybe Ukrah could use a bit more empathy toward their situation. Maybe.

She couldn’t say how long it was until a group finally came up in the darkness, her blindfold making her guess that there were anywhere from three to five of them. They were talking with each other, laughing and telling some sort of joke about a merchant from Margaid. It was such a normal, banal sort of conversation that it gave Ukrah a strange sense of displacement, like two parts of reality weren’t matching up. But then the men came closer and their tone quickly shifted.

“Look alive, heretics. It’s time to water the garden.”

Now that was much more familiar. Ukrah recognized that sickly sweet, condescending tone that some of the slavers had used on the slave group she was part of. Especially that man in the shack that had inspected them. She heard the faint sloshing of water then sluggish movement from some of the bodies around her.

“Come on now, on your knees if you want to drink. Supplication if you want to survive.”

Ukrah tried her best not to gag at that, instead focusing on hoping that they would start at the other end. Because if they started with her group, she and Elspeth were going to make a scene and that would no doubt end with no one else getting water. Even if it was necessary for their rescue, she hated the thought of denying any of the ragged prisoners around her the chance to quell their thirst at least a little.

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