Sentinel Code: The Dragon Striker Chronicles Book One by Dan Van Werkhoven

Author:Dan Van Werkhoven [Van Werkhoven, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780648221203
Publisher: Mark IV Multimedia
Published: 2017-11-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

Stomach full and skin grime free, Klara wandered the streets of the Central Circle, ignored by the scattered groups of Sentinels and wardens that also traversed the narrow passages. Her shower had served to wake her up, so she decided to explore the new world she’d landed in. However, the Central Circle had proven to be remarkably dull. The most interesting building she’d seen so far was the mess hall.

Klara turned down a cross street near the tunnel to Borovsk I and noticed a door marked Library. Curious, she strolled over and entered.

The musty smell of old books greeted her as she stepped into the small, dimly lit room. Library was a stretch. Only eight metal, ceiling-high shelves filled the space. A few scattered chairs and tables sat at the front of the room—all empty.

Klara headed to one of the furthest rows and meandered down it, running her fingers over the dusty books that filled the shelves. Most were on battle tactics, tundra survival, and the like. The occasional historical tome weighed down a shelf.

On reaching the end of the row, she stepped around the corner, still focused on the books, and collided with someone coming the other way.

“I’m so sorry!” a familiar voice said.

Klara stumbled back. “Idalie?”

Idalie’s face went rigid as she recognised Klara. “Excuse me,” she said, pushing past.

Klara watched as the collarless Alchemist hurried off, just another person who couldn’t stand her. No, she’s upset because I was rude. “Hey!” Klara said, jogging after her.

Idalie kept walking until Klara grabbed her arm, pulling her round.

“Let go of me!” Idalie snapped, her cheeks reddening.

“No,” Klara said. “Not until I apologise for my inexcusable rudeness.”

Idalie hesitated, clearly ready to start screaming.

“I failed to introduce myself,” Klara said, “and I insulted your profession. Please forgive me and allow me to introduce myself.”

The Alchemist relaxed and Klara let go of her arm.

“My name is Klara Koskova, Sentinel warden. I would be honoured if you called me Klara.”

A faint smile touched Idalie’s lips. “Well, Klara, your apology is accepted.”

For probably the first time that day, Klara smiled. Genuinely smiled.

“Perhaps you’d join me?” Idalie asked, indicating to a table.

“Certainly.” Klara followed Idalie to a table, and they sat. “So you said you came to Serovnya because the Alchemist Guild here is the best?”

“Well, I wouldn’t call them the best, but their understanding of extracts is certainly more advanced than my Guild in Machtvoll. And they have uzhas sculptors here.”

“Oh that’s right, you wanted to be a sculptor?”

“Yes,” Idalie said. “I had hoped to take the skill home. But that proved a futile dream.”

“So why stay?”

“The need for healers at your gate forts kept me here. You see, Machtvoll only has three gates—at least, it did when I left. Our military has them under control, and we don’t get anything as large as a dragon. Also, nothing has ever emerged from one of the gates.”

Klara sat back, surprised. “You stay away from your home just to heal strangers?”

Idalie flushed. “My reasons for staying are not completely altruistic.

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