Fires of Memory by Scott Washburn

Author:Scott Washburn [Washburn, Scott]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy
Publisher: Winged Hussar Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-09-03T04:00:00+00:00

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Atark was still furious. A range of emotions fought through his mind; hurt, shock, embarrassment, but fury took the forefront. Somehow that Berssian bitch had subverted his own daughter! Every instinct told him to have the woman killed before she could do more harm, but he had seen the look in Thelena’s eye. She would really do it. If he killed the slave, his daughter would confess what she had done, and then not even his powers could save her.

So the slave would live—for now. Perhaps later he would have her killed, but not now. Thelena would have her guard raised for some time, but if in a few months the woman simply disappeared one day, what could she do? He would not even have to kill her, so he would not have to lie to Thelena. Some of the merchant tribes were already starting to gather, and they would buy slaves and ship them west. Perhaps one of them would soon have this woman as part of their merchandise. Enough! He could deal with that later.

Without thinking, he had been stalking up the little hill where his private tent was located. He had been spending almost every waking hour there for the last three days learning the new spell the Ghost was teaching him. This magic took immense power and could move the earth itself and bring down the walls of the Berssian city. He felt that he was very close to mastering it. The Ghost had complimented him on how quickly he learned. He was nearly ready. Just a bit more work…

He stopped in mid-stride, a dozen paces from the tent. No. It would not do to go there now. He was too upset to concentrate properly. And the Ghost would immediately sense what was on his mind. He suspected that the Ghost could not reach very deeply into him to get information, but anything he had been thinking about was there like an open scroll. He did not want the Ghost to know what Thelena had done!

He clenched and unclenched his fists and breathed deeply until he had calmed down. This was not as bad as it all seemed. His daughter had made a mistake. A very bad one, it was true, but he knew that she was truly sorry about the deaths. She had spoken of some debt she owed to the slave and her brother. Perhaps she did. And Shelena and I always taught her that debts had to be paid. But now the debt had been paid and hopefully that was the end of it.

He stood there, locked in indecision. He could not go to the little tent with the Ghost, and he did not want to confront Thelena again just now so he could not go to the big tent, either. So where should he go? The additional practice with the spell could wait; he would need to find more sacrifices somehow. The Ghost said that at least five hundred would be needed, and there were less than a hundred in the pen right now.

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