Havoc: A Complete Epic Science Fantasy Series (Rise of the Iliri Book 9) by Auryn Hadley

Author:Auryn Hadley [Hadley, Auryn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781956455397
Publisher: Spotted Horse Productions
Published: 2019-07-19T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

CONGLOMERATE OF FREE CITIZENS

The border between the CFC and Escea wasn't impressive. This close to the ocean, there were no massive peaks to mark the meandering line. The winds and storms from the sea had eroded the Siahies to little more than impressively rolling hills, twisted evergreen trees, and haphazard sandstone boulders. The highest elevation was little more than a collection of smaller plateaus. When the combined allied army stopped to make camp, the terrain was anything but helpful.

But that was ok. It was the last day of the year. Tomorrow, the combined Anglian army would enter Escea. For tonight, the soldiers - and freed iliri - deserved a moment to group up and relax. That didn't necessarily mean the officers would get to do the same.

The strategy pavilion was erected behind a shelter of sharp crags that reminded Sal of bones. Mountain bones, like some last testament to the ravage of time. In the twilight, the lanterns inside made those rocks shimmer, reflecting light back from millions of shiny grains in the rock just like stars in the sky. Sal smiled as she stepped into the latest strategy meeting. Once again, she was leaving the Conglomerate behind, and it felt so good.

"Your Highness!" a man greeted.

Sal didn't recognize the voice, but she still shook her head. "Just Sal. I'm anything but noble."

"I happen to disagree," he said, stepping forward to introduce himself. "I'm Yarz, chosen to speak for the freed iliri."

"The Horde," Pig muttered under his breath.

Yarz just nodded. "I suppose that is a rather accurate description for us. Some of the wonderful ladies from Viraenova have been helping us learn what's expected, how to act, and confirming that we really can..." He let the sentence trail off, his eyes flicking over to Pig.

"Claim your kills?" Pig asked. "Boy, I served under Blaec Doll, the late Kaisor of Anglia. I have sworn my oath to my Kaisae, the same way you did before we left. I promise you, I'm not shocked by anything the iliri do anymore. I've also sworn my life to defend your right to it. So please, be blunt, be proud, and if any human in this army has a problem with it, find one of the men in grey. We're basically your liaisons between what you want to do and the humans who'll give you shit for it."

"So you're like the man Tyr?" he asked, looking back over to Sal. "He said he was legally iliri."

She pointed back at Pig. "One of his men. Tyr serves with the Devil Dogs. They're ours." Her inflection made it clear she meant all of the iliri's.

Then Yarz looked over to Jase. "And from the smell of you, I'm guessing you're another of her mates?"

"Jase," he told the man. "Callsign Cyno. I am her Ahnor."

"Sir," Yarz breathed. "It's my great pleasure to meet you." Then he looked at Sal. "And I know there is a phrase to show my respect, but I never learned any of my own language.

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