Chapter 9A Chapter by DreamerChapter 9
Central City…
Cameron yawned in the predawn light.
Today was the last leg of their journey to Central City, both of them were saddle
sore. Cam turned in his saddle when he heard a soft curse behind him. Kailah
was fighting with the straps to her bag, becoming more irritated the longer she
struggled. Stifling a yawn, Cameron dismounted
and went to help her. As he approached he could tell she was close to blowing a
fuse. Her body temperature had risen slightly causing the horse to shy from
her. “Let me.” Cam offered as he gently
took the straps from her, “You haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since we left
Kalm.” “You either.” Kailah retorted as she
watched Cam fumble with the straps, “I’ll be so glad when this is over.” Cameron just nodded and yawned, she
was right about the lack of sleep for the both of them. There was nothing like
sleeping in your own bed, not to say the places they had stayed were horrible,
especially after that first night. The strap finally secure the two of
them mounted and started down the main road toward Central City. Even at the
early hour people were stirring in the streets, merchants setting up stalls, travelers
arriving or departing. Cameron steered his steed around a merchant loaded down
with fruits. They reached the edge of the village
just as the first rays of the sun were cutting into the sky. Roosters could be
heard crowing all around them from the outlying farms. A few cows mooed in
response as the herdsmen drove them to pasture. Cam left Kailah to her own thoughts,
not daring conversation till he knew she was more awake and less likely to fry
him. He had had to suffer her company without the assistance of coffee the past
four days. The further the two of them traveled from the village the number of
people dwindled. Just as the sun completely rose over the horizon they were
about five miles from the village, alone on the road. “You had said,” Kailah broke the
silence, “you and Shalia traveled a lot?” Cam nodded, “Yeah.” “What was she like?” Kailah asked softly,
almost cautiously. When Cam didn’t answer Kailah started to regret her
question thinking she had treaded onto a touchy topic. Stealing a glance at his
profile, his jaw was clenched slightly his gaze focused forward but distant. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.” Kailah spoke
hesitantly, “If it still hurts we don’t have to talk about it.” Cam laughed, “No, it’s alright.” The hoof beats of the horses filled
the silence while Kailah waited for him to continue. Birds were starting to
awaken and join together in a chorus. Cam took a deep breath, puffing up his
cheeks. “For starters,” Cam began, “she was
about the complete opposite of you.” Kailah blinked taken aback, “What do
you mean?” “Well, she wouldn’t have apologized
like you did just now. She was kind of an airhead and didn’t pick up on the
atmosphere of a conversation at all.” Cam’s voice softened at the memories. Kailah nudged her horse over closer to Cameron as they
passed by a small group of travelers on foot, “How close were you two?” “As close as any Pair, she was like a kid sister to me. I
had the hardest time keeping her out of trouble too.” Cam laughed remembering
some of the things Shalia had gotten into, “She had a knack for it.” Kailah smiled, “Were you a bossy ‘big brother’?” Cam chuckled, “Only when I had to
be. I guess I was kind of too strict at times. I spoiled her though, especially
when she’d look at me with those big green eyes.” Kailah grinned, “Really?” Nodding Cameron continued, “Yeah, she was very much like
a little kid, ninety-miles an hour at the mouth, talked constantly. She never
really stuck with anything,” Cam laughed, “I remember one time she got this
crazy interest in pottery and decided she wanted to be a potter. She forced me
to take lessons with her and after about a week she lost interest and quit.” “I see, so when you say you spoiled her, you meant going
along with all her whims.” Kailah smirked at him with narrowed eyes. Cam’s horse snorted, “Hey, I don’t need remarks from the
peanut gallery.” Kailah giggled as Cam grinned in embarrassment, “Yeah, I
couldn’t help it. She’d ask me in this pitiful voice, call me Cammy, and stare
at me with big puppy dog eyes.” “Cammy?” Kailah raised her eyebrows a grin spreading
across her face. Cam pointed an authoritative finger at her, “Don’t even
think about it.” “Mmmhmm.” Kailah hummed smirking, “Whatever you say,
Cammy.” Glaring sideways at her Cameron shook his head, “I should
have never told you.” Kailah grinned in response chuckling softly. Cameron
sighed as they both lapsed into silence. The sun had slowly crept further from
the edge of the horizon and was lazily making its way higher into the sky. The
further south they had traveled brought with it a change in temperature, even
though it was still early Cameron found himself starting to sweat in the heat. As the sun slowly approached noon Cameron could tell they
were starting to near Central City. The road slowly became more populated the
closer to the city the two of them got. The two of them steered their horses
around a small group of Werst elves, merchants by the look of them. Green
almond shaped eyes followed their progress. Cameron nodded in greeting returned
with watchful stares. After they had passed them Cameron puffed up his cheeks
and slowly let out his breath. Kailah shook her head slightly but made no
comment. The pale skinned Werst elves made their grey skinned cousins in the
Gailic Mountains seem friendly. Tension between the forest dwelling elves and
the farming humans had risen over the years recently. Cameron could understand
the elves not wanting to give up any more of their forest to farm land than
they already had. The farmlands slowly gave way to houses and streets. The
two of them crested a hill, Kailah whistled appreciatively. Central City lay
out before them in the distance. The Compound gleamed like a jewel resting in
velvet, the surrounding buildings stalwart sentries. Cameron sighed, surveying the distant streets. Like any
city, Central had its own share of crime, but unlike other cities Xerkieda
ruled this one. Feeling eyes on his shoulders, Cam glanced to see a beggar
leaning against a sign post. “Well,” Cam shifted in his saddle, “let’s go see what Xerkieda
wants.” Kicking his horse forward he glanced back to find the
beggar had vanished. Turning his gaze forward again Cameron figured news of
their arrival was well on its way to Xerkieda’s pointy ears.
“Ah
Ganvez,” Xerkieda smirked at him over the rim of her half-moon glasses, “took
you long enough to get here.” Cameron
narrowed his eyes, “We got here as fast as possible, Councilwoman.” “If you say
so.” Xerkieda replied flippantly turning her attention to Kailah, “Kailah dear,
how are you?” “I’m well.”
Kailah replied curtly. Xerkieda
smirked taking off her glasses as she leaned back in her high backed chair
tapping her fingers on her desk. Cameron felt about as comfortable as a mouse
at a cat’s dining table. Xerkieda’s dark green eyes flashed, taking note of
everything. She smiled
sweetly at Kailah, “That’s truly a pleasure to hear.” “Why are we
here, Councilwoman?” Kailah cut off further niceties, “Why did you specifically
request us?” Sighing,
Xerkieda stood gracefully from her chair, “I have a rather delicate matter that
needs the expertise of you and your Sword.” She spat
the word Sword like a curse. Kailah and Cameron watched her progress from
behind the desk to the floor to ceiling window. Xerkieda folded her arms across
her chest as she surveyed her city outside the window. “What
exactly is it that we are supposedly experts at?” Cameron asked narrowing his
eyes, “It must be serious if you require a Pair outside of your district.” “Ah, the
Sword can think.” Xerkieda sneered, “The expertise you have has to do with
Chaos Zones.” Cameron
stiffened, “What?” “Chaos
Zones?” Kailah asked confused, “The Emperor banned all expeditions into them
two years ago.” “Oh, I’m
fully aware of this.” Xerkieda replied softly, “Hence the secrecy of the
contract details.” Sitting
back down into her chair, Xerkieda steeple her fingers as she narrowed her
eyes, “Even so, this isn’t an expedition, per say.” “Oh
really?” Cameron scoffed, “So you’re not technically breaking the law?” “No, I’m
not.” Xerkieda replied smoothly, “What I’m doing is sending a Pair to
investigate a rumor.” “And this
rumor just happens to take us into a Chaos Zone.” Cameron shook his head in
disgust, “Why would we ever agree to help you skirt the law?” Xerkieda’s
smile caught him off guard, “Because of an old wound you carry, one that you’ve
been chasing the salve for years for.” Kailah
narrowed her eyes, “What are you talking about?” Xerkieda
locked gazes with Cameron as she smirked, “Did he tell you his greatest sin,
Kailah dear?” Cameron’s
breathing quickened slightly as Xerkieda continued, “Your Sword, allowed his
previous Caster to die and didn’t have the decency to die with her.” “Stop.”
Cameron whispered. Ignoring
him Xerkieda continued, “Not only that but this man weasels his way into any
mission having to do with hunting Chaos, hunting the Pair that murdered his
Caster. So reckless was he on the missions, he was the sole cause of over forty
deaths.” Cameron
shook his head slowly, “No, it wasn’t my fault.” “Not
satisfied with the death of his comrades he moves on to innocents,” Xerkieda
sneered, “dragging the war to places it had no business being. Destroying whole
villages, endangering women, children, elderly.” “No.”
Cameron gasped, “It was an accident.” Xerkieda
slowly stood, leaning forward onto the desk, “And then he decides to join with
a council candidate, taking her away from her potential-“ “SHUT IT!” The tower
of the Compound shook as the tremor spread out through the city. Kailah glared
at the stunned Xerkieda who had fallen back into her chair. “Shut.
Your. Mouth.” Kailah iterated each word with deadly menace dripping from her
voice, “I do not believe a word of your bull crap. As far as I know, Cameron is
the best Sword any Caster could hope to get. If you say one more word against
my Sword, Central’s going to need a new Councilmember.” Kailah
turned to the door and started walking away. Cameron followed after his Caster
in stunned silence. Xerkieda watched them walk away trying to regain her
composure. “Wait,”
Xerkieda stood up, “the contract-“ “Shove it
where the sun don’t shine.” Kailah spat without turning around. Cameron
glanced back just long enough to see Xerkieda gaping like a carp in fury. He
shut the door behind them just as the cursing and screaming began.
“I can’t
believe I did that.” Kailah stared in horror at the drink in her hands, “We’re
so dead.” Cameron
chuckled, “It was worth it though.” Kailah
looked up at him in shock, “Are you out of your mind? I threatened a member of
the Council! We’ll be lucky if we get life imprisonment.” “Calm down
Kai.” Cameron patted her hand soothingly, “Xerkieda’s not going to do anything
outright. She’d have to answer for setting a contract into a Chaos Zone.” Taking a
swig from her cup Kailah mulled this over, “I guess you’re right.” “Besides,”
Cameron smirked, “I doubt she’d admit to being told to ‘shove a contract where
the sun don’t shine.’” Kailah
snorted, “Her face was priceless.” Cameron
nodded, “As I said, totally worth it.” Crickets
chirped in the bushes beside their table. The patrons of the bar talked and
conversed merrily, some locals others not. Cameron watched them as he slowly
drank his ale, his head starting to get a slight buzz. “Are we
going to head back tomorrow?” Kailah asked, slurring slightly. Cameron
nodded numbly, “Yeah.” Kailah’s
forehead hit the table with a thunk a second later snores were heard. Cameron
raised an eyebrow at his drink blinking blearily. “Ah man.”
A knock
sounded on the door startling the Soul Seeker. Quickly snatching up her
blindfold she hurriedly tied it over her eyes. “Lady.” A
man’s deep voice sounded on the other side of the door, “It’s almost time.” The door
swung open, the man on the other side dropped to one knee at the sight of the
Seeker. Her wings flexed relaxing the ruffled feathers as she swept past the
man. Without order the man stood and followed behind the Seeker by two paces. “Are the
troops ready?” The Seeker asked over her shoulder. The man
nodded, “Yes, Seeker.” Flipping
her hair over her shoulder she smirked, “Then join your command, Shekrim.” “Ma’am.”
The man nodded, donned his helmet and turned on his heel. Smiling to
herself the Seeker stepped through double doors onto a balcony. In the courtyard
below and the valley beyond, Beasts unnumbered looked up as one to their
master.
The Seeker
rested her hands on the rail, “Let’s go to war.” © 2013 DreamerFeatured Review
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