Elyon by Dekker Ted & Hill Kaci

Author:Dekker, Ted & Hill, Kaci [Dekker, Ted & Hill, Kaci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, Fantasy, Young Adult, Mystery, Adventure, ebook, Science Fiction, book
ISBN: 9781595546845
Amazon: 1595546847
Goodreads: 7898125
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2009-06-02T07:00:00+00:00

twenty

The expedition party marched down the main road of Middle toward Qurong’s white palace, now eclipsed by the shadow of Shataiki.

People ran out of their homes in panic, but Marak’s men were ready. He rode at the head of the procession with Sucrow on his left. At his right, Cassak and Reyan. Warryn and the Throaters rode at Sucrow’s far side.

Next came Johnis and Silvie. Behind them were the servants. Cassak had split his men to form a rear guard and two flanks to keep the streets clear of spectators.

Bats screeched and flapped, soaring through the city. Horns sounded the return of the priest and the general, announcing to all of Middle their success and the prize they brought Qurong.

The sun was already settling into the western sky, and they still hadn’t acquired Qurong’s blood for the ritual.

Johnis and Shaeda mentally rehearsed their plans. And very carefully, Johnis considered his personal interpretations of her instructions—interpretations that allowed him to manipulate her words so he could undermine her wishes on technicalities.

Only with Silvie did he have an opportunity for success. He could throw Shaeda off, but he couldn’t plan anything without her knowing, could he?

“Do you remember what we talked about?” Johnis asked Silvie. Silvie had to do the bulk of the work; otherwise they would be discovered. He couldn’t guard his thoughts from the entity inside him.

“Tread lightly, my Chosen One,” Shaeda warned.

Silvie watched him, an eyebrow quirked. She pursed her lips. “I’ll handle the priest,” she said. “You watch the general.”

Shaeda wanted to control the pair, not destroy them. But if controlling them meant they were dead, far easier. A permanent control.

Johnis sneered. Yes, as soon as he used the amulet, he would call on the Shataiki to circle. But what constituted a circle, anyway? Technicalities.

Shaeda came over him, heightening his perceptions. Silvie’s eyes narrowed. Had the Leedhan heard him?

“We’ll deal with the other later,” Silvie scoffed. Her voice briefly cleared his head.

“Your attentions, my pet . . .”

They dismounted at the broad, white steps and came up the stairs. First Marak and Sucrow, then Johnis and Silvie. Darsal passed Johnis and came alongside Marak’s flank. Warryn, Cassak, and Reyan followed, swords ready.

As they passed through the atrium to be admitted into Qurong’s throne room, Johnis’s hand brushed a leather cover in his back pocket. The remaining book of history.

I’m forgetting something.

That unnamed something nibbled at the back of his mind, even as he pushed through the crowd. Shaeda tried to pull him back, but the impulse to see this through was momentarily stronger.

A fleeting image of Thomas in the desert flashed across his mind.

“Such is madness, my Johnisss . . .”

He grabbed Cassak by the arm. “Those magic books in the attic. Did you ever find them?”

The man stared hard at him and yanked free. “I sent a man to look. The attic was cleared.”

Johnis stiffened. Silvie’s head snapped toward him. From seven to one in so short a space? “They were in a crate.”

“We have not time for such indulgences, my pet .

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