The Color Alchemist: The Complete Series by Nina Walker

Author:Nina Walker [Walker, Nina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781950093007
Publisher: Addison & Gray Press
Published: 2019-01-14T22:00:00+00:00

“Come with me,” Faulk called, pounding on my door.

The night had been spent in a fire of rage, and I’d woken to an inferno. I’d gotten dressed and then stomped around my room in circles. I didn’t leave it. What was the point? The palace was a mess, and I wasn’t going to willingly participate in the clean up. I was done playing nice.

I climbed off the bed and stormed to swing the door open for Faulk.

“What?” I spat.

She raised an eyebrow. “Come.” Then she took off down the hall.

I followed, hot on her heels. People stared at me as we passed them. I didn’t care. Let them stare. I may have appeared broken to some, but I was stronger than ever inside. I’d spent the night thinking through everything, going over every angle in my head. I had painstakingly accounted for all the pain the people in this palace done to me.

Reliving it all, again and again.

Driving the heartache in.

Drowning in the anger.

And I was resolved. I was going to end the royal family, even if it ended me.

I followed her to a lift, and we descended. I’d been this way before. We were going to the dungeons. Well, I guessed it was technically called the prison. In my mind it was “the dungeons” since this was a deplorable palace. Even the very land it sat on was tainted by greed. Maybe they were going to lock me up? At this point, I wouldn’t even care.

We walked down a hall and a rotting scent filled my nostrils. It was covered up by antiseptic, but not well enough. A female moan echoed from the far end of the hall.

“We have somebody we want you to meet.”

“Okay.” I nodded. Let’s get this over with…

I noted that we were in the vicinity of the gray rooms. These were the sorry places the officers used to keep alchemists away from their own magic. I had been in these rooms. I felt a nudge of guilt for the alchemist I was about to find behind the door. Resistance, no doubt.

We walked inside.

The girl’s blond hair hung heavily in her face. She was handcuffed to a chair, and, as expected, dressed in black. She peered up at me. Recognition lit her eyes.

It was Sasha.

“I already know her,” I said to Faulk, sounding bored. “You said you wanted me to meet somebody. She is nobody new. So why am I really here?”

“Oh.” Faulk laughed. It wasn’t a pretty sound. “I guess I should’ve said meet again. In a new light. Under different circumstances.”

“Fine,” I said, striding into the room.

Sasha had bruises forming on her cheeks, some yellow and others a shiny, dark purple. There were a few cuts as well. The one that cut across her eyebrow looked deep enough to scar. Her eyes still revealed the friend I knew, though. Maybe I could help her.

Once inside, the door closed, and I turned back on Faulk. “What do you want?”

“Jessa.” Faulk smiled. “I’d like for you to meet your older sister, Francesca.

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