Kingdom at Sea by Jill Williamson

Author:Jill Williamson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: FIC042080;FIC009030;FIC009020
ISBN: 9781441230225
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 2016-05-25T04:00:00+00:00

Charlon

Charlon stood at the railing on the foredeck, studying the island. Still stunned the Chieftess had abandoned her. Left her to deal with this alone. Magon had wanted them to work together. But Mreegan had become impatient. Such behavior was shameful. That Mreegan would walk away from the great shadir’s plans.

She was not worthy to lead Magonia.

But perhaps this division was necessary. A step that brought Charlon closer to becoming Chieftess. When Charlon succeeded, Mreegan would be sorry. Would regret having doubted Charlon.

Wilek had gone ashore. Without a word to his betrothed. Charlon knew the land was important to everyone’s survival. She still found his devotion to his betrothed pathetic. He hadn’t spoken to Charlon in three days.

What to do? Magon had been cryptic of late. Answered all of Charlon’s questions with proverbs and encouragements. Keep trying, Magon had said. Have faith in me. But Charlon didn’t want to try anymore. Didn’t want to have faith. Didn’t know what she wanted.

To sit inside her tent with Torol. Yes, that would do.

Only she had no tent now that they were at sea. And Torol was on the Magonian ship. With Mreegan. Jealousy surged within, but she calmed herself. She must focus.

But why? What if Mreegan and Magon were wrong about the Deliverer? Maybe the prophecy no longer applied now that there was no land to subdue. What would be the point? Of ruling a fleet of ships with no harbor?

Still. She needed the title of Chieftess. Then no one could hurt her again. And all would respect her. She would be powerful. Yet rule with wisdom and compassion.

But not until she succeeded in her quest.

Perhaps on the island Prince Wilek would be more relaxed. Now that they’d found land, there might be a celebration. With dancing and drink. She couldn’t risk being absent. The one night he went looking for a woman’s company.

Charlon started back to her cabin. She would pack her second black dress. Go ashore. The distance from ship to land was much closer than Fairsight Manor had been to Castle Everton. She should have no trouble maintaining Lady Zeroah’s mask. She would have to leave the girl in the trunk for a few days, though. She pushed the guilt aside. She had no choice.

She prepared quickly. Instructed some servants to carry her things to the boat fall. Bid they erect her tent beside Prince Wilek’s. Once they’d gone, she hid the bronze canister of ahvenrood in a cupboard and set a spell over the corridor outside her door.

Anyone who came looking for this cabin would forget why.

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