The Seventh World Trilogy omnibus by Rachel Starr Thomson

Author:Rachel Starr Thomson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: adventure, fantasy, battle, quest, trilogy, rachel starr thomson, seventh world
Publisher: Rachel Starr Thomson

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Lucien Morel, the man who ruled the world, stared at the ceiling of his ornate bedroom and trembled. Sweat poured down his face, drenching his feather pillows and lately-clean sheets. He pointed a shaky finger at the shadows, punctuating his speech with it.

“I told you to go! I told you I would take care of things. They are a plague, I know; but I will stamp it out.”

Nothing moved or spoke in the darkness. Yet the Emperor’s fear refused to abate. He had awakened, sweating and terrified, from a dream in which the river had flooded the world. He had tried to sit up, to calm his pounding heart. Images from the dream kept flashing at him. Gypsies dancing on the water over him, even as he drowned. A great red dragon wrapping its long tail around his waist and dragging him down, its eyes gleaming like jewels. And the Gypsies laughing.

His finger twitched violently. He had tried to calm his pounding heart upon awakening, but that was before he felt it.

The Presence.

He had never told anyone about the Presence. They thought he was mad, after all. He was not mad. He was haunted.

The Presence swathed his heart like grave clothes. Instead of pounding, it nearly stopped. The Emperor gasped for breath.

“I told you!” he screamed into the shadows. “I’ve done it! My soldiers are everywhere, rounding them up. I bring them here; they’re caged like rats!” He stuck his finger in the air again, trying to find the eyes whose glare he could feel but never see. “You… you leave me alone. I’m doing it.”

In the shadows, words impressed themselves on the Emperor of the Seventh World.

It is not enough.

Lucien Morel’s whole body shook with fear, laced with a desperate rage that alone kept him breathing. All he wanted was to rule his Empire in peace. He had not slept through the night in months—sometimes it seemed like years.

“It will be,” he said. “I will do enough. I will do all that is needed.”

The Presence faded. He felt its warning as it left. It would return. It would not trust him. It would haunt him till the promise was fulfilled. Till he had done everything in his power to rid the world of the plague called Gypsies.

Lucien Morel tried to sleep, but he feared too much what might lie on the other side of his eyelids. Somewhere in the palace he could hear water running. Nightmarish sound. He rose instead, and passed the night in pacing.

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