Rythe Awakes (The Rythe Trilogy) by Craig Saunders

Author:Craig Saunders [Saunders, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2012-06-16T04:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Forty-Nine

The campfire crackled back from the woods as the Sard sat down for the evening with Tirielle. They insisted even the Protectorate could not move fast enough to reach them tonight, but come morning they would pack up and leave, whether Roth had returned or not. Tirielle was arguing with Quintal. It did not cross her mind to think her words might be overheard among the former dissidents, sitting at their own campfires huddled to protect themselves from the nightmares that would surely come.

“Give me some food and a horse and I will go south myself. If you cannot save the girl as you claim, saying you have no powers although I do not believe it – then I will not run off on some fool errant quest for you.”

j’ark sighed. They had explained much about her destiny already, but she was stubborn. Unknown to them, Drun was having much the same trouble across the sea.

“Lady, we have already explained. Our magic power is non-existent. All that is invested in the Third, the Watcher. It was his duty to watch and when the first threat rose to call on us. Our powers are not magical Tirielle, not the magic you understand.”

“I do not care,” she said stubbornly, standing up. “When Roth returns we will leave. The Protectorate rise and that, j’ark, is what I don’t understand. Now the world needs paladins to protect it from the dark you would journey to a land with no people, this Teryithyr, and leave them behind. Well, I will not. The people need you, and if you will not lend your…talents…then the people will have to settle for myself and Roth.”

Typraille puffed his cheeks and glanced slyly at Cenphalph. “Very well, where you go, we go. Perhaps along the way, if it should just so happens that we end up in Teryithyr, well, who can help that? Eh? And by the time the seer is cured you’ll owe us.”

“I do owe you, you saved my life. I am grateful, Typraille. All of us? To Beheth? You should take the prisoners, we should take the girl. Beheth is far too easy a place to be found in, you would be exposed – I would be exposed, the girl wouldn’t stand a chance.”

“Well, if you go without us, you’ll be dead inside a week. To ordinary eyes we are ablaze, but to those magical – the Protectorate’s eyes – you will be all but invisible. Without us…” Typraille shrugged, “you’ll be a turtle in the sand.”

Tirielle looked at him with annoyance but sat down. “What do you mean?”

Cenphalph interrupted. Typraille tended to confuse issues. “The Protectorate already hunt you, Tirielle, for what you know, what you have done, who you are – there are many reasons and none matter. What matters is that you are the First. They will hunt you down and kill you. Now they know there was a seer in the caravan and that she has disappeared – even were you not such a valuable prize, Tirielle, you would still be hunted for your association with her.

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