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Authors: Honor Raconteur
Trev’nor couldn’t really use his magic yet, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t learning about it. Part of his school curriculum dealt with magical history. He understood enough about it to know that a Mage’s history, especially, was very important. He nodded to me seriously. “We need to see her. I want to know.”
“Me too, kiddo. I’ll fill you in on the way, but for now, go pack. Warm clothes, you know the drill.” After living with the Tonkawacon tribe, Trev’nor knew better how to pack for traveling than most adults did.
“Okay.” He bounced out of my arms, in a full run before his feet could even touch the ground.
Liah waited until he was in his room before murmuring, “There was something you didn’t tell him.”
This is one sharp lady. “Yes. Liah, Roha of Del said that she couldn’t tell me much, because everything she had kept was written in Chahirese.”
Her eyes flared wide. “Then he
is
Chahiran?”
“Yes, but that’s more significant than you may realize. The Chahiran Earth Mages were always Rhebens, Liah.”
She put a hand to her mouth, a half-exclamation bursting from her. “Then it’s likely that he is a Rheben, too?”
“Somehow, yes.” I shrugged, palms spread in helpless frustration. “This is guesswork on my part, but the pieces fit too neatly to not have some truth to them. I need to talk to Roha of Del, and see those affects, before I can be sure. If I’m right, then we need to keep an eye on the rest of my family, as we’re sure to have more Earth Mages pop up. If not…then another, wholly new, bloodline has started with Trev’nor.” And that last thought was rather disturbing.
She nodded in understanding. “This is definitely something we want to be sure on. How long will you be gone?”
“A few weeks, I think. He’ll want time to visit with everyone up there.”
“Does Val Haben know about this?”
“Night is telling him now.” And Haben got the lovely job of telling Guin. I was thankful that I would be well out of reach before my workaholic King realized that his favorite slave would be gone for a while. He would not be pleased.
A part of my mind started doing a jig of happiness at that thought. I throttled back an urge to rub my hands together and chuckle evilly.
“Okay, I’m packed!” Trev’nor came bounding back out of the room again, a bag slung over his shoulder.
Liah dropped down to one knee, catching him before he could make it out the front door. “Trev’nor, you be sure to mind Garth while you’re gone, all right?”
He rolled his eyes. “Yes, Mom.”
Amused, she kissed him on the forehead. “Have fun, Trev. I’ll see you in a few weeks.”
His eyes lit up at the word
weeks
. “We’re going to be gone that long?”
“Maybe,” I cautioned. “I’m not sure yet.”
“I don’t mind,” he assured me with an eager smile.
It was my turn to roll my eyes. “Yeah, I didn’t think you would. We’ll see when we get up there, okay?”
“Can we leave now?”
“As soon as Night comes back, we can leave.”
Table of Contents
Chapter Six: The Best Laid Plans
Chapter Eighteen: Cause and Effect
Chapter Twenty-One: The Hard Way