The Academy Journals Volume One_A Book of Underrealm by Garrett Robinson

Author:Garrett Robinson [Robinson, Garrett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Legacy Books, Inc.
Published: 2018-02-23T06:00:00+00:00

THE NEXT DAY, EBON WANTED to tell Theren what he had asked Dasko about their visiting Lilith. But his courage failed him every time he sought to speak, and so the day passed without her knowing. The second day was the same, and the third. At last he decided to tell her when the moment seemed right, and not before. After all, there was every chance that the Mystics would not allow Lilith to see them at all. What good could come, if that were the case, from telling Theren?

So they spent the first three days of Yearsend in calm and rest. All day Ebon was with Kalem and Theren, either in the Academy or out upon the Seat. Though studies were suspended for the holiday, they spent a few hours each day in the library. Kalem still searched for more lore concerning Kekhit, and Ebon helped, but it was a half-hearted quest now. Lilith had been caught, and whatever mischief she had plotted with Kekhit’s amulet, she could not hope to accomplish it now.

They spent their evenings in the dining hall or out upon the Seat, telling each other tales or listening to musicians fill inns with their splendor. Ebon felt a sense of peace he had not felt in a very long time. True, there were rumblings that the High King was readying her armies to make war on Dulmun at last, and whispers about the nine kingdoms—how some were on the cusp of joining the war, while others were on the cusp of joining it on the wrong side. But all was peaceful on the Seat. Even war rested during Yearsend.

It was a leap year, and so they had a fourth day of holiday to enjoy. The dawn came bright and cold, and they lounged in the library for most of it. Ebon had received word that his family would be hosting some royals. Halab had given him the opportunity to visit the manor, but had not required it, and so he had declined. He had attended such dinners before, and knew he would be bored to tears. So in the morning he sent word to Adara asking if she wished to meet in the evening, and by the midday meal she had replied that she would be delighted. She had even painted her lips and pressed them to her letter, which Ebon laughed to see.

As the sun began its long march towards the horizon, they left the Academy and made for the western end of the Seat. Kalem hummed aimlessly as they went, and Ebon drank deep of the crisp air. But Theren scowled as she walked, and after a while gave Kalem an irritated look.

“Cease that humming. Soon studies will resume. Let us have a proper period of mourning, at least.”

Ebon stifled a grin. “All good things end, Theren.”

She pushed him, nearly making him stumble into the snow. “Yet you need not remind me. Do you know how my mind grows numb, studying my lessons

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