The Blood Mirror by Brent Weeks

Author:Brent Weeks
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction / Fantasy / Epic, Fiction / Men’S Adventure, Fiction / Historical, Fiction / Action & Adventure
Publisher: Orbit
Published: 2016-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 46

“What is this?” Conn Arthur demanded. “You said nothing about this.”

“This?” Kip asked. “What are you mad about, and why are you bringing it to me right now?”

The sun was rising on another perfect morning on the Great River. According to their guides, they were about five minutes from Fechín Island. There they would rendezvous with the Cwn y Wawr.

“You were supposed to take care of this!” Conn Arthur said, pointing at Tisis.

“Easy!” Cruxer warned.

The Mighty’s skimmer, already small with nine people on it, especially when that nine included men the size of Big Leo, Kip, and Conn Arthur, felt downright minuscule when the big bear was angry.

“I was planning to!” Tisis said.

“How?!” he demanded.

“I hadn’t figured that out yet!” Tisis said. “I was kind of hoping we’d have a chance for you to show how useful… Shit!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Kip said. “You have to tell—”

“Ah shit!” Conn Arthur said. “There’s their scout. They’ve seen us. Now we’re committed.”

Kip couldn’t see anyone until he flickered his vision to sub-red and saw the warm blotch in the trees along the riverbank.

“Slow down to half speed,” Kip ordered. “It’s, um, only polite to give them a chance to prepare for our arrival.” He turned to Conn Arthur and Tisis. “You’ve got ten minutes.”

“The Cwn y Wawr?!” Conn Arthur said. “You never told us we were meeting with the Cwn y Wawr.”

“I wasn’t hiding it,” Kip said. “I told you we saved two-hundred-some men. Why do you care?”

“I thought the last conflict between you was a hundred years ago,” Tisis said.

“That’s because we haven’t wanted to be slaughtered again. We’ve had to live so we can disappear at any moment, for any amount of time. When we hear they’re coming to the Grove in force, we leave and stay away until they lose interest.” Bitterly, he said, “It’s another reason they call us Ghosts.”

“Wait,” Kip said. “Why do they hunt you?”

“You should have told him,” the conn said. Below him, Sibéal was rubbing her face.

“I was going to tell him,” Tisis shot back. “When the time was right. Apparently you thought you’d take that decision out of my hands.”

“You didn’t think you could keep it from him forever, did you?” the conn said.

“I wanted to give you a chance to prove your worth. The Chromeria is more than a little nervous—”

“What is this about?” Kip demanded. “Now!”

“Shady Grove isn’t separate from the Chromeria simply because some drafters want to stay in Blood Forest,” the conn said, mountainous shoulders slumping. “We’re will-casters.”

“So what?” Kip said.

“So what?!” The conn was baffled.

“I thought you’d be angry,” Tisis said. “I thought that if they showed how incredibly useful their powers can be—”

“I’m angry. I’m angry you kept something from me that you thought would make me mad. That absolutely infuriates me. We’ll talk about that later.” Kip remembered the fear accorded to Teia’s use of paryl. Paryl was scary, and it didn’t fit nicely into the Chromeria’s septophiliac teachings. He could easily imagine the same happening to other slightly divergent teachings.

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