Of Chaos and Cadence by Constance Lopez EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Isa
This was for Tarron.
Isa repeated the words in her head. They were the only thing that
kept her feet moving forward down the moss-lined path.
A hundred paces ahead, a pair of elven guards stood at attention outside
the single entry of Malya’s only prison. The entrance, nothing more than a
wall of vines, wove between two black walnut trees. Only the posted guards
showed that this section of the wall was the entrance; the same vine pattern
curved up and out on either side of those walnut trees to the next set of
trees, and the next, in one dome larger than most elven buildings. There was
no break in the vines on the walls, though from prior adventures climbing
some of Malya’s tallest trees, Isa remembered the smooth circular windows
that dotted the top of the dome.
From her current vantage on the ground, the dome filled everything. The
rest of Malya, the capital of Loril, was lost beyond it, buried amongst the
roots and branches of the forest. Here there was only the prison, filling her
view and her chest with tightness, a sense of smothering.
She was here for Tarron. She kept her pace even, but one hand snaked up
to twist the tips of a strand of hair.
If the guards had noticed Isa, they gave no indication. With their helms
on, they were as faceless as the wood and vines they protected. She could
only see silvery white hair flowing down the back of one of the guards and
shifting in the breeze.
She forced herself to keep moving. It wasn’t wrong of her to visit her
father. There was no harm in a conversation. Yes, he was imprisoned and
stripped of his title, but her uncle, King Kivaran, had not placed any blame
at her feet. She was innocent. And she needed to see her father—for her
little brother. With Tarron’s seventh birthday a fortnight away, Isa had little
time to finish the preparations for his ashriken ceremony. And she couldn’t
make the kindred stone Tarron needed. Only Magriel could.
And yet, here she waited, her hands shaking at the thought of requesting
a few minutes with the traitor. It was sure to draw attention. Her place in
Malya—in Loril—was already so unsteady as it was, with being dismissed
from active guard duty last year because of her unstable human magic and
then her father trying to break away and create his own nation behind
Kivaran’s back.
She’d lost her mother, now her father. She couldn’t lose her home too.
She couldn’t lose Tarron.
And today, Tarron needed her to walk into that prison, no matter what
rumors might be raised and whispered under the boughs of Malya.
Thus fortified, Isa approached the prison dome’s entrance. The guards
watched her as she neared, eyes narrowing beneath their helms.
The opinion of two random guards didn’t matter.
Isa stopped before them. “I wish to speak with Lord Dalmyar.”
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