Ghost in the Seal (Ghost Exile #6) by Jonathan Moeller

Author:Jonathan Moeller [Moeller, Jonathan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Azure Flame Media, LLC
Published: 2015-07-08T06:00:00+00:00

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“I hate to point out the obvious,” said Morgant, “but it’s possible that we overlooked something of importance.”

“Oh?” said Kylon. “Just what is that?”

He stood with Caina and Morgant and the others on the Sandstorm’s forecastle, near the ballistae on the bow. Kylon and the others spent most of their time near the ballistae. Murat’s crew was a gang of cutthroats and murderers, but Murat’s iron fist kept them in line. Yet there was no reason to aggravate the crew, and more than one of them had cast covetous glances towards Annarah. Kylon was certain Annarah could defuse any situation without violence, but Morgant would deal with it by killing anyone who hassled Annarah, and that would lead to an open battle with the crew.

Best to avoid the problem entirely, so they spent a lot of time on the forecastle. Nasser stood in the center, calm as ever, Laertes at his side. Annarah stood at the railing, watching the sea with what seemed like genuine pleasure. Morgant hovered at her side like a shadow.

Caina stood alone a few yards away, leaning against the railing as she stared at the sea, her face blank and her eyes distant, her emotional sense clouded and dark.

“Well, if we are successful,” said Morgant. “If we retrieve the relics…what the hell are we going to do with them? I assume they’re too powerful to be destroyed. Any hiding place we find won’t be as secure as the one on Pyramid Isle.”

“That is an excellent point,” said Annarah. “I fear we may retrieve the relics only to hand them over to Callatas.”

Caina straightened up from the railing and turned. “I have an idea about that.”

“Oh? Do elaborate, Master Ciaran,” said Morgant.

“Catekharon,” said Caina and Kylon in unison.

Morgant’s lip twitched in amusement, just a little.

“What about Catekharon?” said Nasser. “The city has an evil reputation.”

“One that is not entirely deserved, my lord,” said Annarah. “The Masked Sages of Catekharon wield great power, but they absent themselves from the affairs of the world and devote themselves to study. They could use their power for good, true, but at least they have the restraint not to use their power to conquer.”

“I have friends among the Sages of the Scholae,” said Caina. “Well. Not friends, exactly, but people who owe me their lives.”

“More reliable than a friend,” said Laertes.

“Once we find the relics,” said Caina, “we can take them to Catekharon and secure them within the Tower of Study. I have never encountered stronger warding spells in my life.”

“Nor have I,” said Kylon, remembering.

“Once the regalia is inside the Tower of Study, the relics will be safe,” said Caina. “The Sages would not give them to Callatas, and even Callatas could not force his way past their defenses.”

“A solid plan,” said Nasser. “Barring better alternatives, I believe that is how we should proceed once we return.”

“You two,” said Morgant, his pointing finger twitching back and forth between Kylon and Caina. “You were in Catekharon at the same time? That’s halfway around the world, all the way on the other side of Anshan.

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