Borrowed Time - The Force Majeure: Temporal Protection Corps Series - Book 2 by E. W. Barnes

Author:E. W. Barnes [Barnes, E. W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Now & Later Publishing
Published: 2019-07-25T22:00:00+00:00

They followed the young man down two flights of stairs until they reached the entrance to a large hall. Sharon got a glimpse of iron chandeliers, brightly colored heraldry on the walls, and a long wooden table set next to a fireplace that was as big as her bed. The young man escorted Caelen into the hall after instructing Jonas, Sharon, and Miranda to stay out of sight.

“My lord Archbishop, may I present Caelen de Winters of Winterburn.”

A moment later, the young man returned and wordlessly led them to supper with the servants. The kitchen was brightly lit by candles and a huge fire in another enormous fireplace. There was a large rough table running down the center of the room. Most of the servants were already seated, and they greeted the newcomers, making room and offering wooden trenchers for their meals. The young man who guided them joined friends at the other end from where Miranda, Jonas, and Sharon were seated.

Someone poured them ale, but Miranda shook her head. They drank water instead, fresh from the Medway someone told them.

Sharon found it difficult to eat. The success or failure of the mission came down to this evening. If Caelen failed, would they have to do this shift again?

Sharon was not the only one who was nervous. After he finished eating, Jonas nudged Miranda. “How soon before we can leave?”

“If you’re ready, we can leave now,” she said. Both Jonas and Sharon nodded, and Miranda tapped the shoulder of Gillian who was sitting near them.

“Would you show us to our rooms?”

Gillian was reluctant to leave the warm company of her boisterous friends. A drinking song had started at the far end of the table, and she had just raised her mug to join in. She set it down, brusquely cautioning her table mates— “Don’t touch my ale!” — and walked them to their rooms as fast as she could.

“Pleasant evening,” Gillian said with a curtsy before hurrying away. Jonas closed his door without wishing them goodnight.

In their windowless room, it was hard for Sharon and Miranda to tell how far into the evening it was. Sharon paced for what felt like hours, as Miranda sat up in bed staring at the ceiling. When she was too tired to pace, Miranda took over walking the line back and forth at the foot of the bed. Sharon’s eyes slid shut, and she dozed while Miranda continued pacing.

Sharon woke to a knock on the door. Miranda was asleep on top of the covers next to her.

“We have been summoned to his lordship’s chambers,” Jonas said in a mock sing-song voice.

“Any hints?” Sharon asked, but Jonas shook his head. They'd have to wait to learn if Caelen had been successful.

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