White Fire: Timewalker Chronicles, Book 5 by Michele Callahan

Author:Michele Callahan [Callahan, Michele]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Published: 2014-11-08T23:00:00+00:00

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Bran returned to his quarters, and for the first time ever, had an unexpected guest.

Celestina sat in the cushioned seat next to his vid panel, watching the blue-and-white Earth spin below the ship where it rested in orbit.

“Celestina. Where have you been?”

She turned to look at him and he had to grab the back of his dining chair to keep from going to her. She looked like a skeleton, more dead than alive, sunken cheeks and dark circles beneath her pain-glazed eyes. He’d never seen her look so fragile and weak.

So broken.

“I’ve been busy, Bran. I’m sorry. I know you and Teagh worry.” Her shoulders slumped and she turned away, her delicate profile outlined by the sunlight reflected from Earth’s clouds.

He hesitated, then stepped toward her, afraid she’d bolt, or cry, or worse, disappear again. “You never come here, Celestina. Not once, in seven hundred years.”

“I know.” She turned her back on the view of Earth and faced him, her legs dangling over the edge of his seat like a small child’s. “I need to know how you knew about Emma. No one knew. No one. Even Ajax still believed he was destined to be with Angeline. How did you know about her? How did you know to protect her before she was even born? How did you know to relocate her family to Itara? How did you know?”

Bran debated for a heartbeat, perhaps less, before telling her the truth, even though it put the male in question’s life at great risk. “Elijah.”

“The forbidden son? The Triscani? Droghan’s second-in-command? That Elijah?”

“Yes.”

“How did he know? And why would he tell you?”

Bran walked to her and lifted her, despite her protests, to carry her to his small table. He ordered a small meal from the ship’s kitchens and then sat next to her, waiting for the food to arrive. If he had to force-feed the stubborn female, he would.

“Where have you been, Tina?”

“Tying up loose ends. And Emma is a loose end.” Celestina leaned forward, her thin fingers wrapped around his wrist. “How did Elijah know? He came back on the Triscani ship through the wormhole. He’s been here, with us, for over seven hundred years. How did he know?”

Bran sighed. He’d known this day would come eventually. “He said you told him.”

“What?”

Bran rose and went to his private files. From them, he pulled an old-fashioned photograph printed on paper. The picture showed a plain room with a dark leather sitting chair and no decoration. He gave the photo to Celestina.

“Elijah contacted me soon after our arrival in this time. Apparently, the Queen sent a soul stone back to Droghan instructing him to hunt and kill all Timewalkers, but especially those of Alexa’s line, because her daughter was going to be a problem. Your arrival in his private quarters confirmed it for him. He told me, if you ever asked, to give you this photograph. It’s a picture of his private quarters in the Triscani kingdom, but I don’t understand what he expects you to do with it.

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