Whyborne & Griffin, Books 10-11 by Jordan L. Hawk

Author:Jordan L. Hawk
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, wizard, lovecraft, whybourne, widdershins
Publisher: Jordan L. Hawk

Chapter 52

Whyborne

Two days later, I stood on the deck of the Melusine as it prepared to put out from the harbor at Old Grimsby. Basil was once again our windweaver, and Rupert occupied the space at the rail beside me, watching as the lines were cast off. The rest of the flotilla was in the process of getting underway, and would be following us across the Atlantic.

To Widdershins.

For the thousandth time, I asked myself if the offer I’d made was wise, or merely desperate. But the fate of the Endicotts had been bound to that of Widdershins since Sir Richard dreamed of spirals upon Carn Moreth. It was time for our war to end, and for them to come home.

“Is everyone coming?” I asked. I hadn’t been present, but Hattie had told me there had been some rather heated discussion about relocating the remains of the clan to Widdershins. The vote afterward to confirm Rupert permanently in the position of Seeker had favored him by only the slenderest of margins.

“Some of the oldsters aren’t happy about it—some of those my age aren’t, for that matter.” Rupert sighed. “But I am the Seeker of Truth. And there are no secrets left to keep. They will follow me, or they will leave.”

“If anyone tries to cause…well, more than the usual amount of trouble that happens in Widdershins…”

“Please, Dr. Whyborne there is no need for threats, no matter how mildly phrased.” Rupert lifted his hand. “The younger generation, people like Basil, are disinterested in a centuries-long war with the ketoi. And we’ve all seen where the sort of thinking like Justinian embraced leads. Perhaps, once the war with the masters is over, we’ll leave Widdershins and find somewhere else to live. Somewhere one can get a decent cup of tea, for example.” He sighed. “I can’t believe we’re about to become colonials.”

Once of the deckhands called out to Rupert, and I left him to deal with whatever matter required his attention. Mother stood at the prow, so I joined her there.

“Persephone isn’t going to be at all happy with you, you know,” she said. She’d gone below the waves to be tended by the ketoi healers, and her injured tentacles were plastered with kelp and mud. It looked terribly unsanitary to me, but I assumed they knew what worked on ketoi physiology better than I did. “She sent me to act as an envoy for the Endicotts, not bring them back with me to live in Widdershins.”

“I know. But Rupert isn’t interested in war.” I sighed. “I’m thinking about settling them on the old Somerby Estate.”

“Near the island in the lake?” Mother’s eyes widened. “Dear heavens, Percival, you do enjoy courting trouble, don’t you?”

“At least those standing stones aren’t sentient.”

“True.” Her fond expression slid toward sadness. “I wish I could have spoken to Morgen.”

“So do I.” I gripped the rail as the yacht slipped out of the harbor. “She set all of this in motion, and we don’t even know her real name. I wonder why she was chosen by Nyarlathotep.

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