Eolyn: An Epic Fantasy Adventure (The Silver Web Book 1) by Karin Rita Gastreich

Author:Karin Rita Gastreich [Gastreich, Karin Rita]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Orb Weaver Press
Published: 2016-03-31T05:00:00+00:00

Vortingen’s Keep

The fortress of Vortingen loomed unnatural, with massive gates and impervious walls. Ominous shadows clung to its edges. The maze of corridors induced a sense of confinement and anxious disorientation. Weapons hissed and babbled, their metallic tongue unintelligible to Eolyn.

Corey’s grip on her arm tightened as he pulled her close. “Do not let them intimidate you. Their power lies in your apprehension. Whoever instructed you must have given you techniques to control your fear. Put those lessons to use now. Our future depends on it.”

Our future.

This simple expression of unity placed a terrible burden on Eolyn’s heart. For all she knew, Corey might burn with her on the morrow. “Forgive me, Mage Corey. I didn’t think—”

“No, you did not.” Anger colored his tone. “For the moment I will thank you for saving my life, though you may have rendered it forfeit by doing so. There will be time for explanations and apologies, if we live to see the sun.”

They continued in silence. Eolyn could sense Corey sifting through different versions of their history, searching for a story that would explain her actions without sending them both to the pyre. His anxiety unnerved her, then filled her with indignation.

What have I done to deserve this?

As a child, she kept every secret taught by her mother. As a girl, she grew up hiding in the misty heart of the South Woods. Ever since her return to Moisehén, she had concealed the truth of her power and refrained from all overt acts of magic, starving her spirit in the process. Now in a single careless moment, she had used her gift for the presumably noble act of saving a mage’s life.

And this is how they reward me.

“That’s better,” Mage Corey said.

Eolyn stiffened, unnerved by the impression that he had read her thoughts.

“Now you must calm your anger,” Corey said. “Do not speak to them, Sarah. Focus on subduing your emotions. I will manage the rest.”

They arrived at a small antechamber dominated by two great wooden doors carved with the dragon crest of Vortingen. More guards stepped forward to surround them. The heavy doors swung inward, and they were escorted into the presence of the King.

Eolyn had never seen so much space enclosed in one room. Thick pillars reached up like great stone trunks, their branches dividing in clean arcs high overhead. Tall windows, black against the gathering night, lined the long hall. Thick torches illuminated the polished floor, chasing shadows to the far corners. The magnificence of this place reminded Eolyn, oddly enough, of the South Woods. Taking some comfort in that thought, she drew a breath and straightened her shoulders.

The High Mages were assembled on either side of the King, whose face remained hidden behind the spell of his mask. At the King’s side stood Tzeremond, assaulting Eolyn with the deep cut of his amber gaze. Eolyn hesitated, but Mage Corey placed a strong hand on her shoulder. Together they moved forward until the guards signaled them to stop.

The King studied her, expression unreadable behind the shifting light of his mask.

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