Winemaker of the North (Saints of Wura Book 1) by J.T. Williams

Author:J.T. Williams [Williams, J.T.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Published: 2015-02-19T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15 Healing and a Message

It was sometime later that Sviska awoke, lying on his back, staring up into the bough of a tree. He opened his eyes wider and focused, noticing stone etchings above his head. He looked around, spotting Brethor to his side. If the Lord of the Estate was unconscious or sleeping, he did not know.

"How are you?" a Prior said to him, the red robes above him signaled where he was. The Priory.

He sat up when he realized and noticed that Master Nelkor sat on a chair nearby reading a book. He looked up and then back down, setting his book to his side before standing.

"I see you are awake," he said, looking him up and down.

"I am," he replied. "But why did you attack me?"

He bowed his head and began pacing around him. "The demon that you faced could be sensed by all of us here. When Slats came to our temple, we were already preparing to head to the northern part of town where we sensed it was growing. Afraid that you had succumbed to the evil, we subdued you. It is now clear to me that you were not, but I fear of who controls that Demon. It was obvious that is was no random entity."

Sviska rubbed his face and shook his head to way off some of his fatigue before standing. He found himself initially uneasy, but soon found his footing.

"Ustavis was there, at the well before I went in. He was acting strange. He said something of Brethor ‘tying up loose ends’ and seemed to jeer of ill fortune on the city. He also claimed he was going to the Priory. I can only guess that was to excuse himself from helping me."

Master Nelkor paused his pacing for a moment then began again. "Ustavis is a Wanderer, and I will not guess of his part be it ill or well. That is for him to decide," he said, pointing at Brethor. “But as you may guess, Ustavis did not come here.”

"Is he ok?" Sviska asked nodding to Brethor.

"He is. Sleeping mostly now. Whatever he did down there pacified his strength and put him into a coma of sorts. He will awake soon.”

Sviska sat at Brethor's side. Master Nelkor brought a bowl of warmed herbs and fanned them over his nose.

"This helps the mind gain clarity and revitalizes the senses."

He continued to fan the herbal water over his face and it seemed that Brethor was now stirring. His eyes began to open and he awoke, turning to Master Nelkor.

"How long this time?"

"Just over two hours," he replied, sitting the bowl of herbal water on a table nearby.

"And Turmin?"

"Well. He just awoke not too long ago."

Brethor turned and looked at Sviska whom raised his eyebrows and gave a long sigh.

"Are you okay?" Sviska asked.

"Yes. Yes, I am," he said. "Why did you follow me to that place, and who told you I was there?"

"Cusis. He said you need my help."

"And right he was," interjected Master Nelkor.

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