Whisper the Dead by Harvey Alyxandra

Author:Harvey, Alyxandra [Harvey, Alyxandra]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Love & Romance, Historical, Fantasy & Magic, General
ISBN: 9780802737519
Publisher: Bloomsbury USA Childrens
Published: 2014-10-07T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Aunt Bethany, that was bloody brilliant,” Gretchen said, impressed. “I had no idea you were so fierce.”

“Yes, well, the Order prefers supplication,” Aunt Bethany replied, tugging off her gloves, which now smelled like brandy and smoke. “But sometimes a show of force is required. And I can assure you that after I visit Lord Mabon’s wife, they will mind their manners.” She lifted Penelope’s wrists, clicking her tongue at the chafe marks left by the rope. “Are you hurt?”

“Ian was rather kind, considering,” Penelope assured her mother. “He kept apologizing. The rope burn is because I tried to bite one of the other Keepers. Ian punched him for being too rough.”

“How did you even find us?” Emma asked. “I thought the ship was invisible and moves to a different spot along the river daily.”

“Cormac heard you’d been taken for questioning,” Aunt Bethany explained. “He showed me where it was anchored.”

“He’s here?” Emma craned her head out of the window to stare into the warehouses and dark alleys in between. It wasn’t until they’d turned onto the road leading away from the docks that Cormac stepped briefly out of the shadows. Gretchen saw him tip his hat to Emma as they drove past.

“And the fire arrows?” Gretchen asked. “Since when do you know Robin Hood?”

“Cedric is on the roof of the carriage. He shot a few arrows to make my point.”

Emma rubbed her arms, chilled. “Why did they bring us in? They’ve let us alone for weeks. Why now?”

“Because the Order is quite desperate.” Aunt Bethany sighed. “Sophie Truwell has gone missing.”

A flicker of dread woke in Gretchen’s belly. “What do you mean, she’s missing?”

Sophie had murdered several girls to use their magic in order to feed the Greymalkin Sisters. She’d nearly killed Emma as well.

“She was confined on the ship while the Order tried to locate another Lacrimarium to bottle her familiar and chain her magic. When they couldn’t find one, they decided it would be more prudent to transfer her to Percival House.”

Penelope frowned. “What’s Percival House?”

“It’s an old house on the moors where witches are locked up. It’s extremely secure. However, Sophie apparently escaped somewhere en route and is currently at large.”

Penelope flapped her hands, agitated. “We have to do something! There has to be another Lacrimarium somewhere.”

“There is only one in England at the moment, and he is too young to be of any use.”

“Have you tried Scotland?” she pressed. “Spain? Egypt?”

Emma was pale but very calm, far calmer than her cousins. “That’s why they want to know how I bottled the Sisters.” She shook her head. “But I’m not a Lacrimarium. It was luck more than anything.”

Emma’s Greymalkin blood allowed her to complete the complicated spell, but the Order certainly didn’t know that. It wouldn’t help them in any case. Sophie claimed to be related to the Sisters, but her lineage was so diluted there hadn’t been enough of a link to get inside the House. She’d needed Emma for that; had nearly killed her in point of fact.

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