Wild Magic by Tamora Pierce

Author:Tamora Pierce [Pierce, Tamora]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Fantasy, Children's Fiction
Published: 2010-11-06T00:00:00+00:00

"I think I have the basic spell in a book I've been reading," Alanna told Numair. "If you want to come and have a look-" They followed the servant down into the tower, talking about spells and their variations.

Daine looked at the sun; it was low. "No wonder I'm hungry."

"If you hear one of those nasties again, let's catch it," George said.

"I don't think we'll get anywhere talking to one," she pointed out.

The Baron's grin was neither warm nor friendly. "You leave that to me." They studied the ocean together. "It's strange how folk look at a thing. Numair sees what's comin' to us - he thinks of the return of old magic, magic that's controlled by none and understood only by a few. My wife sees a threat to her kingdom. Me, I'm a commoner born and bred, title or no. You know what I think of? Omens and portents - like the red star that blazed over us when the Emperor Ozorne was crowned, seven years back."

"Then maybe we're lucky the Stormwings are giving us so much time to think about them before they do something really nasty," Daine said.

George laughed. "Now there's a practical way to look at it, and I thank you. It does no good to brood about what might come." He offered his arm with a bow. "Let's go to supper and drink to the confusion of our enemies."

Numair kept her at her lessons until the midnight hour was called. She trudged back to the stable the Riders used, yawning heartily as she climbed to her loft-bed. Her mind spinning with new animal groups, she kept her eyes open barely long enough to pull on her nightshirt.

She awoke to a stable cat giving birth near her ear and three children - a girl and two boys - watching her solemnly.

"I s'pose you're fair proud of yourself," Daine told the cat. "My wondrous book says you're a feline, and a carnivore, and a vertebrate, and a mammal. I wish them that wrote it could smell around here right now and maybe they wouldn't call you all those pretty names." The girl wriggled out from between her blankets and grabbed her clothes. The feline was busy cleaning the last of the new kittens and refused to reply. "It's too early to be paying social calls," Daine told the children.

"Our mamas said you're a mage." That was Thayet's daughter, Kalasin. She took after her handsome father, sharing his blue eyes and coal black hair.

Daine sat on her bed. "I'm no mage." She grinned. "Numair calls me a magelet, but that's just for fun. It's too early to be answering questions."

"Ma says you help animals." Thom's hair was redder than Alanna's, and he had George's green hazel eyes. "We brung you him. He was on the wall."

The two older children lifted a basket and offered it to Daine. Inside lay an osprey, a fishing-hawk, glaring at her over a broken leg. If the cat hadn't been giving birth close by, she would have known about him already.

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