First Lord's Fury (Page 111)
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Beyond the curtains of wavering heat, the vord were massing, moving, flowing like a single being with a million limbs. It was impossible to make out any details, beyond the fact that they were there – and that more and more of them kept coming.
Amara shuddered.
"Shouldn’t we go?" she asked her husband.
"There’s a little time," Bernard said. "That’s the beauty of this plan. It does two things at once. Kills the vord and gives us time to fall back to a stronger position."
He fell silent and resumed staring to the west.
Amara said, very quietly, "You’re thinking about Isana."
"She’s my sister," Bernard said.
"You heard what Ehren said."
Bernard’s expression hardened. He clenched his fist and slammed it into one of the low merlons on the wall. A webwork of cracks shot through it. "The Queen has her."
Amara put her hand on his fist and squeezed gently. Bernard closed his eyes and made a visible effort to relax. His fist came unclenched a moment later.
"I hoped this would draw her out," he whispered. "She’d run from a confrontation, but she might lead us back to Isana."
"The vord Queen is anything but stupid," Amara said. "She must know that we plan to kill her."
Bernard grunted. "We’ve got to make her come out. Show herself. If we can’t do that, this is over."
"I know," Amara said quietly. "But so does she."
Bernard rubbed at his jaw again. "How’s Masha?"
"According to Olivia, she’s frightened," Amara said. "She knows that there’s something bad going on."
"Poor thing," Bernard said. "Too bright for her own good."
"For her own peace of mind, perhaps," Amara said. "Not necessarily the other."
He grunted an agreement. "Suppose we shouldn’t waste any more time here." He put two fingers to his lips and let out a sharp whistle. The horses they were riding nickered and came trotting over to the stairs nearest them.
Amara eyed him, smiling a little. "How do you do that?"
"It isn’t hard," Bernard said. "You just – "
He stopped talking abruptly as a plume of gaseous white vapor suddenly billowed up from the far side of the field of coal. Amara felt her breath catch in her throat as she watched. The plume thickened, doubling in size and doubling again. At its edges, it became translucent.
"Steam," Amara breathed.
"Watercraft?" Bernard murmured. He looked up. Only a few white, innocent clouds raced across the sky, none of them dropping rain. "How?"
Amara frowned, then said, "They must have diverted a river. Like Aquitaine did at Alera Imperia."
Bernard thought it over for a moment, then nodded. "The Little Goose is about a mile and a half past that last hill. Would it be possible to move it that far?"
Amara tried to picture the intervening terrain in her mind, especially elevation. "It shouldn’t be," she said. "We must be thirty or forty feet higher here than at the river’s nearest point."
The plume doubled and redoubled again, and the rising column of steam began to approach their position on the wall.
Bernard whistled. "Serious crafting. And they did it far enough out so that even if the Queen was in on it, we’d never come within sight of her. Invidia’s idea, you think?"
Amara shrugged. "It would take several crafters working together to accomplish this. Water is heavy. To make it move against its nature that way – I’m not sure if even Sextus could have done it."
Bernard spat on the ground in frustration. "I make it maybe three-quarters of an hour before they can walk right on up to the wall again."
Amara shook her head. "Less."
"Figured we had two, three hours at least." Bernard clenched his jaw and turned to descend the steps toward the waiting horses. "We’d better get moving."
Chapter 38
Tavi had been tricked.
Kitai, of course, had been in on it.
He hadn’t meant to sleep, not with so much work left to do securing the city. But between the recent bleeding for Marok and the enormous effort the furycrafting of the Rivan gates had required, he had already been exhausted. And Kitai had been particularly… he searched his thoughts for the proper descriptive word. "Athletic" didn’t seem to convey the proper tone. "Insistent," while an accurate description, fell somewhat short in any but the most objective sense. He decided that his language lacked entirely a word sufficient to the task of describing such hungry, joyous, utterly uninhibited passion.
There had been food, at some point, discreetly left on the wagon’s seat. Tavi suspected, in retrospect, that it had been laced with a tiny amount of aphrodin, which would explain both his, ah, extreme focus on the evening as well as the nearly comatose state he’d found himself in afterward.
He looked down at Kitai’s hair. As he lay on his back, she was pressed up against his flank, her head pillowed on his chest. Her fine white hair veiled her face, except for the softness of her lips. A strong, slender arm draped over his chest. Her leg was half-thrown over his thigh. She was sleeping heavily, occasionally emitting a sound that an uncharitable (and unwise) person might have called a snore.
Tavi closed his eyes in contentment for a moment. Or perhaps they had simply wanted one another that much. Either way, he couldn’t find it in himself to be upset about being given a night’s… sleep, however duplicitously it had been arranged.
She murmured something in her sleep, and Tavi felt a stirring of vague, flickering emotion from her, rapidly shifting from one feeling to another. She was dreaming. Tavi stroked her hair with one arm and spread his focus, trying to get a sense of the camp around him. If something had gone amiss during the night, there would be some sense of it. And the air itself, the general emotional ambiance in a Legion camp, could tell him a great deal about the state of mind of his soldiers.
There were half a dozen guards posted around the wagon at a distance obviously meant to be discreet, but they couldn’t have helped but overhear everything, unless Kitai had remembered to put up a windcrafting. Or one of the men had. Tavi found that fact to be far less embarrassing than he would have a year before.
There were a great many bad things in the world, which perhaps helped put such things into perspective. There was nothing earth-shattering about others knowing that he and Kitai enjoyed one another’s company.
The guards were on alert and calm. A pair of valets, nearby, had the sense of men going about routine tasks – making breakfast, then. The general air of the camp was one of anticipation. Fear blended with excitement, rage against the invaders mixed with concern for fellow Alerans. The men weren’t stupid. They knew they were about to go to war, but there was not a trace of despair – only anticipation and confidence.
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