Kingmaker, Kingbreaker #02 - Awakened Mage by Karen Miller

Author:Karen Miller [Miller, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy
ISBN: 9780316067812
Publisher: Orbit
Published: 2007-10-01T04:00:00+00:00

Close to panic, Willer turned away from shuffling the papers and parchments on top of Asher's desk and began to rummage through its drawers instead. He had to find something incriminating tonight. This was the fifth time he'd crept into Asher's office, he couldn't fail again! Lord Jarralt was losing his patience, there'd been harsh words outside Justice Hall today after the Glospottle hearing and besides, the whole business was so dangerous.

Nothing in the first drawer. Or the second. What about the third . ..

Just as he reached for the last drawer he heard a pair of muffled voices. A key, scraping in the office door's lock. He swallowed a shriek. Snatched Lord Jarralt's lightstone from the desktop and smacked it against the timber until the tiny glow extinguished. Fumbling it into his pocket he made a dive for rat-faced Dathne's desk just as the office door swung open. Heart pounding, runneled with sweat, he wrapped his arms about his head and waited for the axe

to fall. A flare of conjured glimlight splashed shadows on the carpet and lit up two pairs of passing legs.

"—extraordinary discovery," the king was saying, voice hushed. "I can scarce believe Durm kept it secret. Who knows what might be in it? A cure, perhaps . .."

"Then keep on bloody lookin' for it if you reckon it's so important!" said Asher, stamping across the carpet to his desk. "Or go back to readin' Durm's books. I told you, I don't need you there. I can manage for one night on my own."

"No, you can't," the king retorted. "It's too dangerous."

Shuffle, shuffle, as Asher searched through the papers scattered all over his desk. "It ain't no more bloody dangerous now than it was the night before last. I survived then, I'll survive tonight. All I want from you is a way out of this! I want to come back from the Weather Chamber and hear you say: 'That's it, Asher. That was the last time. No more WeatherWorking for you.' "

In the silence that followed, Willer stuffed his coat sleeve in his mouth to stifle a horrified cry. Asher was WeatherWorking? How could that be?

The king said, very quietly, "Don't you think I want that too?"

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