Ashling: The Obernewtyn Chronicles 3
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As head of Obernewtyn’s Farseeker guild, Elspeth Gordie must travel to the lowlands to seal an alliance between Obernewtyn and the rebel forces that oppose the totalitarian Council. Yet her dreams call to her with an altogether different purpose: Elspeth must destroy what remains of the weapons that brought unimaginable chaos, death, and mutation to her world. Leaving the relative safety of the mountains, Elspeth embarks on a journey that takes her across the sea and into the heart of the mysterious desert region of Sador.
enormous, soft-spoken coercer Hannay was helping Kella to slice cheese and bread. “Greetings, Guildmistress,” he rumbled, and went on slicing. Beside him was the Teknoguild ward, Fian. “Kella told us about Matthew. I am sorry,” he said gently, and his highland accent hurt because it reminded me vividly of the farseeker. “And Dragon,” Miky murmured, her face falling. “Poor little Dragon. If only Maryon would have let the others come and get her.” I stared at the empath. “What do you mean, if
he had set a wall between us. Perhaps so that he would not be hurt by our sorrow at this parting; perhaps because he still felt Matthew’s loss. “It will not be the same without you,” I had whispered, holding him tightly. “Ever was Obernewtyn empty when you were not there,” he had said. “Yet I survived, and you will survive.” “Rushton needs you, especially now.” “He does not need me, especially now,” the empath said. “He has what he has long desired.” I felt the blood surge in my face. He
The one on the black horse that caused all that fuss,” panted a man nearby. “The captain said there is a big reward for her or one of them other two who was with her.” Their footsteps receded. When the gypsy released me, I spun away from him angrily and rubbed my lips where his fingers had mashed them against my teeth. “It would be polite for you to give your name to your rescuer,” he said. I glared at him. “I didn’t need rescuing!” “No? Then you wanted to be whipped? I apologize for
only take a few minutes to send it out. Either it will find Matthew or it won’t. It may be our only chance to save him.” Kella’s ire faded. “I can only drain your fatigue the once. You have not eaten all night, and it would be better if you slept a little. Later—” “Later may be too late,” I interrupted her grimly. The healer sighed and held out her hand. I gave her mine and relaxed completely as her Talent hummed through my body. Gradually, the night’s tensions drained from me into the healer,
wharfs.” I nodded but felt chilled at the thought of being on property controlled by the fanatical Faction. “The pier manifest says there are only two ships due in tomorrow. One of them must be the slave ship,” the bearded rebel put in. “Unless it comes in unscheduled.” “Is the pier empty now? Can we get any closer?” Brydda asked. Reuvan shook his head. “A Faction boat docked about an hour back, and there are at least a dozen burlymen and seamen roving about. We’ll have to wait until they’re