Elfsorrow - By James Barclay Page 0,98

the only explanation. We may be low in numbers but there is no turning from Yniss. The elves of the towns and cities and villages all pray as they have always done, and respect as they always have. The coincidence is too great.’

‘The Raven will help you, Rebraal, I swear it. We will kill them as we would any enemy.’

‘Hmm. The Raven. We are not so distant that we haven’t heard of you, some of us. We always ask for news of you when one of us returns from training in Julatsa. Your name is famous, isn’t it?’ He stood up. ‘A big reputation. Let’s just hope it isn’t all so much muscle and tits.’

Ilkar laughed and dragged a dry chuckle from Rebraal.

‘I can assure you it is not,’ said Ilkar. ‘And, with a turn of phrase like that, perhaps you spent too long in Balaia too.’

‘A day was too long. But I had to learn, though I could not be a mage.’

‘It might pay you to brush up your Balaian, if you can remember any.’ Ilkar stood too. ‘I was always sorry I didn’t come back, you know.’

‘No, you weren’t. You didn’t believe. It will be a mark on my spirit for ever.’

‘I was, but not for that. For you. I knew I’d let you down.’

‘I had a hundred years when I didn’t think I had a brother. I’m still not sure I have.’

‘Take your time,’ said Ilkar. ‘And get Erienne to see to your shoulder. If you want to leave at first light you need a WarmHeal cast by an expert.’

‘You don’t perform this spell, great mage?’

Ilkar ignored the jibe. ‘Not like Erienne. Come with me; she’s in the house.’

The brothers walked from the fire, one driven by a fervour that would never be extinguished, the other by a growing sense of guilt that he might just have been wrong and let down not just his family and his calling, but the entire elven race.

Hirad lay back on his bed and closed his eyes, relaxing his body and opening his mind the way Sha-Kaan had taught him. He had missed contact with the Great Kaan and, as his Dragonene, should have made this effort before. It was possible that the hugely powerful mind of the dragon had probed his and discovered it not sufficiently at rest for him to risk communication. He wouldn’t be surprised. The last three days had hardly been his most restful. Nevertheless, he felt a nervousness. The Great Kaan wasn’t going to like what he had to say.

‘Sha-Kaan, can you hear me?’ he asked, letting his thoughts flow as though adrift on the sea.

Almost at once, he felt the surge as Sha-Kaan’s mind touched his, filling him with a slightly piqued warmth.

‘My memories of you were dimming, Hirad Coldheart,’ said Sha-Kaan, his mood definitely light.

‘And mine of your poor jokes,’ said Hirad. ‘It is good to feel my mind touch yours again.’

‘And I yours,’ said Sha-Kaan. ‘You are troubled. You have a question for me?’

‘We need to know the progress the Al-Drechar and you have made with the Xeteskian researchers,’ said Hirad.

‘Ah,’ said Sha-Kaan. Hirad’s mind filled with intensified warmth and an emotion that was easily defined. Hope. Hirad’s heart beat faster. ‘The Ancients know so much. And the Xeteskians have sound theory on which to rely. I can almost smell the forests of Teras and see the mountains of Beshara.’

Hirad bit his lip. ‘Have they told you how long?’

‘Half a season, they say, before they can be confident of the position of the dimensions again. But they are discovering much else in the meantime.’

‘Oh really?’

‘My hearing is a little more acute than the Xeteskians realise,’ said Sha-Kaan, and Hirad felt more humour. ‘After all, I am but a reptile, is that not right?’

‘Their mistake,’ said Hirad.

‘Yes,’ agreed Sha-Kaan. ‘Most humans are fools. But they believe they have isolated a power they can use in inter-dimensional space and they are excited at re-establishing a linkage to your closest relative dimension, though I am at a loss as to why. The Arakhe, the demons.’ He paused and Hirad felt the edge come off his mood. ‘You are keeping something from me. Do not.’

‘They are preparing to leave,’ said Hirad. ‘They want to use everything they’ve found to win the war on Balaia. We don’t think they intend to help you.’

The silence in his mind was total, and for a time Hirad thought the dragon had left him. But a brooding fury grew in the space

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