Ashes of the Sun by Django Wexler

Author:Django Wexler [Wexler, Django]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Burningblade &#38, Silvereye
ISBN: 9781788543132
Publisher: Head of Zeus
Published: 2020-07-20T16:00:00+00:00

Maya

Maya had learned to ride, of course, but she wouldn’t call herself an expert. She’d had a few turns around a yard on a broken-down old warbird, and once Jaedia had let her gallop a swiftbird up and down an empty field, but that was about it.

Fortunately, her current mount was well trained and responded easily to the reins and her half-remembered whistle commands. She clung to the saddle as it raced back into Deepfire, other traffic giving her a wide berth. When she had a moment, she glanced up at the Spike on her right, using the huge building to gauge her progress.

In her breast, rage and shame wrestled back and forth. She saw the light of her power as it consumed the rebel girl, Yora’s face as Tanax cut her down, Sarah’s muffled scream. Behind them was Jaedia, smiling her sad smile.

Raskos used us. Centarchs were supposed to be exemplars, both protecting civilization and demonstrating why it was worth protecting. The dux had turned them into his personal assassins.

He’s not going to get away with this.

The chimneys of the manufactories loomed ahead of her. It took a few turns to find Third Street and Broad Way, but eventually she reached a broad stone building, entrance blocked off by a high iron fence. Auxiliary guards lined the front, more than she’d seen last night, and there was a carriage parked just inside. For a moment, Maya hesitated.

Jaedia … She touched the Thing, a hard lump in her chest, and her resolve hardened. Jaedia would find some way to get the truth.

She whistled the warbird to a halt well short of the gates, dismounted without much grace, and turned to face the line of guards. There were a half dozen of them, with spears and pointed helmets, already watching her in the light of lanterns hanging from the fence. Maya stalked over, deiat still threaded into her panoply.

“Open the gate,” she said when they moved to bar her way.

“This is private property,” said a nervous woman with a sergeant’s marks. Maya stopped a few meters from them and drew her haken.

“I am an agathios of the Twilight Order,” she said as the blade ignited with a whoomph. “I answer to the Council of Kyriliarchs. Now, open the gate before I open it for you.”

The Auxies were edging sideways, out of her path, but the luckless sergeant was stuck. The woman’s throat worked nervously.

“I can’t … my orders …”

Maya closed her fist. A spear of white-hot fire flashed past the sergeant’s head, frizzling her hair and hitting the door where it was secured by a thick iron bar. The center of the bar and a good chunk of the ironwork splashed into liquid metal, which sprayed, sizzling, across the gravel courtyard. The two halves of the gate swung inward with a groan as the remnants of the bar fell away.

The Thing felt hot in Maya’s chest. Deiat was flowing through her like blood, the power bubbling just below her skin.

“Thank you,” she snarled, “for your cooperation.

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