Visioness by Lincoln Law

Author:Lincoln Law [Law, Lincoln]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-05-03T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

A Shadow on the Fringe

Rhene slept very little over the next few days, afraid what he’d find within the darkness. When he did sleep, though, it was deep and dark and dreamless. Not a single fearful note, not a single whiff of that sickly cologne. He thanked the heavens each morning he awoke alive and well, and without any cuts.

But with each day that passed, he knew it was another night he would have to risk the Dream Frequencies and facing Count Therron once more. He had considered on a number of occasions telling Adabelle about her father’s appearance, but was quick to decide it was probably not the best way to go about things. For the time being, he was still discovering who she was as a person; he didn’t want those sorts of things clouding his judgement. She was beautiful and kind and sweet and thought he was funny. He couldn’t fault her!

After some time, his arm was removed from its cast and the sling undone. His fingers were stubborn in their movement, and stiff, too, though the doctors assured him it would be like that for quite some time to come.

“For a little while they’ll hurt sometimes, but it’s just because they haven’t been moved much in the last few weeks. It should be better soon.”

“Thank you,” he replied, thankful he could get back into training with the other generals now that that incident was out of the way.

The next few mornings at training were some of the most difficult he’d ever had to endure. He was out of practice, and the others, it seemed, had excelled in his time away. In keeping to Matthon’s beliefs, though, he didn’t slow down for Rhene, insuring he would either catch up or fall by the wayside.

After each training session, once the others were gone, Rhene stayed back to talk with Matthon, hoping for confirmation he was improving. They were nearly always a short conversation, with a few comments from Matthon. Rhene would hint at plans for the time to assault the Oen’Aerei, but Matthon would not budge.

Yet each time, Rhene felt he was getting closer to the answer. He didn’t know how or why he was able to gauge that, just intuition told him he was getting closer to the answer, drawing nearer to Matthon’s inner circle of trust.

One morning, after training, it was Matthon that approached Rhene. Rhene was entirely taken aback, as he towelled his face down, when Matthon said, “May we speak privately, Rhene?”

“Of course,” Rhene replied, following the man to the corner of the courtyard, away from the others.

“I was wondering if you would be willing to meet me within the Dream tonight,” Matthon said, whispering as softly as he could manage. “I’ve had some thoughts, and I think you might be able to help me.”

Rhene, confused and tired, simply nodded.

“Good,” Matthon replied. “I’ll see you then.”

Rhene spent the remainder of the day quietly curious, wondering what Matthon possibly had to restrict to the Frequencies.

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