Shades Of Justice: Age Of Magic - A Kurtherian Gambit Series (The Hidden Magic Chronicles Book 4) by Sloan Justin & Anderle Michael

Shades Of Justice: Age Of Magic - A Kurtherian Gambit Series (The Hidden Magic Chronicles Book 4) by Sloan Justin & Anderle Michael

Author:Sloan, Justin & Anderle, Michael [Sloan, Justin]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-10-22T04:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TWELVE

This wasn’t optimal, having to row north in an ocean where the waves worked against them. They had left behind a village full of people who might really mean them as much harm as not. While they had been fairly convincing in their willingness to help, it was just as likely they were sending the group into an ambush.

Alastar’s hands were getting raw from the oars, though he had wrapped his right to facilitate a better grip on his sword. Donnon was doing his part, but kept grumbling about how much he wished Andreas could’ve been there with them to help.

The sun sparkled off the water around them and a haze fell over the horizon in the direction they were going, so that even if there was a large ship or other trouble out there they wouldn’t easily see it coming. Above them clouds formed wisps, some of them closer and moving like puffs that floated across the sky.

“When you need a break, let me know,” Estair offered.

Alastar just grunted and kept rowing. It wasn’t that she was a woman. It was that he was a paladin. He wasn’t about to move aside and let someone else do the work while he still could.

The two children sat at the bow, dipping their hands over to play in the water. For a moment they almost seemed to be their real ages, just enjoying life as it passed by.

“If we have a repeat of Sair Talem,” Rhona said, “I’m leaving.”

“What would that look like?” Donnon asked.

“Mostly killing remnant. Going into creepy tombs. Stuff like that.”

“Aye, none of that for me, if possible,” he replied. “I can kill remnant all day, but I prefer to leave the dead to their peace.”

“Dad’s always been scared of ghosts,” Kia said, turning to them with a smirk. She squinted as the light reflected into her eyes, then shifted to avoid it. “Tell ‘em, Dad.”

He scoffed. “Not scared. More like…respectful of their space.”

“Tell me you don’t actually believe in ghosts!” Rhona said.

“Sure, as soon as you tell me you don’t believe in magic.”

“It’s different.”

He shook his head, turning his head to look at the horizon. “What can I say? Non-believers are non-believers. Nothing I can do but show you sometime.”

She laughed. “I’d like that, dear. I really would.”

“Has your dad actually ever seen a ghost?” Lannis asked, trying to whisper but forced to say it loudly to be heard over the wind.

Kia looked at her dad, who continued rowing, and then she nodded. “I used to think I saw them in the village all the time. Elders said they were just the wind spirits of rival clans, or gave me other explanations. It’s hard to say what’s what when you have so many easy explanations for things, but we’re each entitled to our beliefs.”

Alastar noticed the kids giggling, but found himself agreeing with Donnon. Not that there were ghosts, necessarily, but that he should believe in them if he wanted to. Everything Alastar had accepted concerning



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