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One thing he was sure of, though. The other rogue would not be so easy to catch.
Lorkin sat down on a dried-out old log and waited. Somewhere ahead, several Sachakan magicians and their slaves, a Duna tribesman, and one Kyralian Ambassador were making their way toward him. Somewhere behind him, Tyvara and Chari waited. And all around him, Traitors were taking positions ready to spring the trap they’d pla
He was alone.
Despite Speaker Savara’s air of confidence, he knew what they were pla
Savara had told him he would not have much time. Once the Ashaki realised Da
Lorkin sighed and looked around at the bare, rocky landscape. He hadn’t been alone in weeks. It would have been a nice change, if it weren’t for the circumstances. But he doubted he was unobserved.
If it weren’t for that, I’d try contacting Mother.
The blood ring was now a worrying burden. It wouldn’t surprise him if the Traitors searched him before or just after he arrived in Sanctuary. Though they did not treat him as if he posed much of a threat, he wouldn’t expect them to trust him completely.
And when they do, they’ll find Mother’s ring. It’s too obvious that something has been stuffed into the spine of my notebook. They’ll investigate. They’ll find it and take it off me in case I let her know where I am. Do I trust them to keep it safe?
He wasn’t prepared to take the risk. So far he’d come up with only two solutions: hide it somewhere, or give it to Da
Wait a moment… that means I can use it now. It won’t matter if anyone sees me and works out what I’m doing. He’ll have it, and he’ll take it away with him.
He was surprised at the relief that flooded through him, but not at the sudden reluctance that came afterwards. While he wanted to explain what he was doing to his mother, and reassure her he was fine, she was going to take some persuading.
Still, he had to try. And he didn’t have much time.
Reaching inside his clothes, he took the notebook out. A bit of pushing and digging later, he had the ring. He took a deep breath, then slipped it on a finger.
– Mother?
– Lorkin!
Relief and worry filtered through to him like muffled music.
– Are you all right? she asked.
– Yes. I don’t have much time to explain.
– Well… get to it then.
– Someone tried to kill me, but I was saved by a woman who is a member of a people called the Traitors. We had to leave Arvice because it was likely someone would try to kill me again. Now we’re heading toward the secret city she comes from. I’m going with her, but there’s a good chance they won’t let me leave the city in case I tell people where it is.
– Do you have to go?
– Yes. She wasn’t supposed to kill the person who tried to kill me. If I don’t speak in her defence they might execute her for murder.
– She saved you and now you want to save her. She paused. That’s fair, but is it worth being imprisoned?
– I think I can change their minds. But it might take a while. In the meantime… the Guild doesn’t know anything about them. I want to learn as much as I can. They have magic we’ve never seen before.
– The magic you went to Sachaka for in the first place.
– Maybe. I won’t know until I get there.
She was silent for a long moment.
– I can’t stop you… You had better be right about talking them into letting you go. Otherwise I’ll come fetch you myself.
– Give me a few years first. And lots of warning.
– Years!
– Of course. You can’t change a whole society overnight. But I’ll try to make it sooner.
– Well… you had better remember to put on the ring now and then.
– Ah, that’s going to be a problem. I suspect they’ll search me. If they find a blood ring, they’ll take it off me. They’re very keen to keep their city’s location a secret, and considering what the rest of Sachaka is like I don’t blame them. I’m going to give it to Da
– You haven’t spoken to Da
– No. But I will soon. I have to stop him following me, or the Traitors will have to kill him. I don’t suppose you could get Osen to tell him to stop?
– Not right now. I’m in the city.
A movement caught Lorkin’s eye.
– I have to go.
– Good luck Lorkin. Be careful. I love you.
– I love you, too.
He slipped the ring off and stood up. The movement he’d seen was a Traitor slowly making her way along the top of a ravine. Her attention seemed fixed on something below. Lorkin’s heart skipped a beat.
Da
Ahead, Unh was casting about, moving in different directions then returning to the same spot. He shook his head, turned and beckoned to Da
“Tracks stop here,” the man said, pointing to the ground. He looked up at the rock wall that loomed over them on one side. “We try there?”
Da
This close, the tribesman smelled of sweat and spices, a combination that was not entirely pleasing, but not too unpleasant, either. Concentrating, Da
The rock wall rushed past, then fell away as they passed the top of it. There was a narrow ridge along the top. Da
“If magicians can do this, why don’t they fly over the mountains and find Traitor city?” Unh asked.
Da
The man pursed his lips, then nodded. “I see.”
He turned away and began searching the ground. Moments later he gave a huff of satisfaction. He leaned over the precipice, looking down at the Sachakans, who were staring up in puzzlement.
“Trail goes here,” he called. Then he set off along the ridge.
Da
“We’re getting further in,” one of the Ashaki said, looking around. “Has anyone gone this far before?”
“Who knows?” another answered. “We’ve been trying to find them for centuries. I’m sure someone must have.”
“I doubt we’ve got that close to them,” a third pointed out. “They’d have tried to stop us by now.”
Achati chuckled and brushed dust off his clothing. “They won’t risk that our Kyralian friend might get hurt. Attacking us wouldn’t bother them, but they don’t dare kill a Guild magician in case it motivates our neighbours into helping us rid Sachaka of our Traitor problem.”
“We’d better stick close to the Ambassador, then,” the first Ashaki said. Then he lowered his voice. “Though not so close that we have to endure the stink of our tracker.”