Gelyn’s eyes flashed. “You are sick. How the gods cursed us the day you were born.”
“Many a great man has been hated by those who do not share his vision which is why you will never rise to be anything Gelyn. It is why you are what you are. Why the gods have given you your place among us.”
Gelyn changed the subject. “Why do you need to have me here for this? You can simply announce it.”
“You know as well as I do, that the uneducated need to see the proof to believe. It is proof they need to destroy to satisfy themselves that they have saved themselves and the world from what they fear.”
The meaning of Breeger’s words was obvious. “So you mean to have me destroyed and Arnson to achieve your sick goals. You will not set us free.”
Breeger smiled arrogantly. The look on his face was in itself an admission that Gelyn was right.
“There you have it Gelyn. At last we under
“Thank you,” Mota said and continued his narrative, “Healers came to see me and complained. They demanded I turn people away if they were not from my village. I told them I did not ask the people to come but that they came of their own accord.” “If the other healers were as good as you, then people from other villages would not have come to you.” Mota nodded. “I told them that the people had freedom of choice. I offered to teach them my knowledge and this angered them. They said I was telling them that they were inferior to me. That I was better than them. They said if word got out that I was teaching them it would only ruin them altogether.” Samnom shook his head in disbelief. “I then offered to give the money the people from other villages paid to me for treating them, to the healers in those villages less the cost of my ingredients for lotions and cures. They refused. They said I was trying to set them up for ruin and that they would then be indebted to me.” Samnom listened int
Grimsor stood up. “The Alymcyte has a very high melting point and cools very quickly. What you are seeing is Alymcyte melting and cooling very rapidly.” “What? How? Why?” asked Semore. “I don’t know,” Grimsor replied. “None of it makes sense.” “So why are the men running from the mine?” “They are afraid of it. One man was badly burned when he put his hand in and then it was stuck when he tried to pull it out. The men think there are demons in the mine.” “Ridiculous! I need them to get back to work! Now!” “That’s easier said than done,” Grimsor replied. “They are terrified. They need an explanation.” “What do you think is causing it?” “I think we have opened up a fissure beneath the Alymcyte and that magma is now closer to the surface than we think.” “Impossible!” retorted Semore. “The volcano is dormant. It’s sealed tighter than my grandmother’s grave!” “Yes but all the blasting could have opened a crack and brought magma to the surface. What I think is happening here is that
Peter nodded. “I think so.”Mama Gracine’s brow furrowed. “But it does not make sense.”“Why?”“Well, because she never spent very long with the girl. She always only simply bought the fruit. That was it. They did not enter into any lengthy discussions. If it was Alexa I do not see how they could have exchanged much information.”“Oh there are ways to exchange information without talking,” Peter replied. “What did the girl look like?”Mama Gracine frowned. “It’s difficult to tell actually. She always wore hats and scarves so her face was covered up mostly. She was soft spoken though and she had the most beautiful blue eyes. Come to think of it……”“What? What is it?” Peter asked excitedly as Mama Gracine trailed off.“Well, now that I think of it, her eyes are so much like Hester’s…….&rdquo
Benedict took off his cloak and dropped it on the bed. He poured a cup of wine for himself and Hester. He planned to join her on the balcony but a knock at the door stopped him. “Enter,” he called. The door opened and the guard informed Benedict that Peter requested entrance. “Send him in.” Peter was allowed to enter and he bowed before Benedict. “How goes your search for Alexa?” Benedict asked. “I have some progress I believe your majesty,” Peter replied. Benedict arched his eyebrows in surprise. “Really?” “Yes your majesty. I must ask though if I may search your chambers and question Lady Hester.” “Search my chambers?” Benedict asked surprised. “I am the king. There is no such thing as you searching my chambers! Whatever for?” Peter hesitated. “Your majesty, I believe that Lady Hester may have had written letters from her daughter since Alexa returned to the city. I believe that these letters will have sentimental value and will therefore have been kept and hidden by Lady H
“Call the guards,” Benedict ordered as he stepped out onto the balcony. He looked to the East. He could see the haze of dust kicked up by the Order of Keln’s followers. A brown mist of dust hung in the air beyond the wall. One of the guards arrived behind Benedict who instructed him to call Tordor. Tordor arrived quickly, out of breath. “Benedict, this is trouble.” “Deny them entry. Prevent all movement of the Order of Keln within the walls of the city. A curfew is in effect immediately from sunset to sunrise.” “That’s a bit drastic don’t you think? What will the people of Kyrshom think when we act as if the Order of Keln is the enemy?” “I am beyond caring what the people think. Why do the leaders of the Order of Keln arrive with all their followers? It is a statement if not a threat. I will not leave them waiting though. Send word I will meet their leaders beyond the gates before sunset.” Tordor turned and called to the guards at the door and shouted his orders which they left to
Semore decided to retain some Alymcyte to fashion tools which could be used to mine Alymcyte without blasting. His thinking was that Alymcyte used to mine Alymcyte would yield better results than any other tools which had all proven to be ineffective other than blasting. He did not inform Breeger of his idea as he was sure that Breeger would not allow it. Work in fashioning tools was slow as the heat required to fashion tools or anything from Alymcyte was extreme and could not easily be created. The Alymcyte which was mined was sold to neighbouring Kingdoms in small quantities so as to ensure that the price would always remain extremely high. The rest of the Alymcyte was transported to a secret location from where it was supposedly transported to the palace. The increased availability of Alymcyte had not gone unnoticed though and neighbouring kingdoms had been quick to inquire regarding the source and the anticipated quantity available. Information provided had been minimal so as to
Schlek was immediately closer and attacked with his sword. Mota defended deflecting the sword at different places and then swung out striking Schlek on his upper arm as he turned, recovering from his attack of Mota.Schlek did not cry out but flinched and touched his arm.Mota took the opportunity and attacked again. Schlek dived and rolled having deliberately made it appear as if he had been distracted by the cut. As he came up he flung his sword with full force. It was a risky maneuver and if he missed he would most likely die.But his aim was straight and his sword flew true striking Mota in the chest. The blade cut through Mota’s ribs and pierced his heart killing him almost instantly. As he fell, his hand slid down the shaft of his spear severing his lifeless fingers before his hand dropped to his side. Mota fell face down propped up by the hilt of Schlek’s sword.The crowd went wild and cheered screaming for more blood. Schlek paraded ar
The crowd was shocked. They had never seen a man killed in such a brutal way and it shocked them into silence. Samnom reached down and removed whatever gold Lored had on his person then he walked to the exit of the arena. On the way he stopped and kissed Mota’s forehead saying a quick prayer to the gods. Then he stood and left the arena of death in deathly silence. The guards stepped aside and did not attempt to stop him. He was, after all, a free man now. Then, outside the auditorium, he began to run. The city had been busy throughout the day as people invited to the ball made last minute arrangements. Most had to do with their garments and drove the tailors mad aside from making them rich. This was the day when they could demand almost any price they wanted for the smallest change to a customer’s costume. Tailors had even realized that keeping customers costumes until the day before and then letting customers have them was a very lucrative business for them. As customers discover