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Casting Runes Part 13Someone was coming closer and kneeled down next to her.
Jordis did not recognise him from his footsteps alone, but his voice and the words were unmistakably Liam’s: “Hey, baby girl.”
“Shut up.”, she snapped and silence followed, but only for a few moments, then Liam drawled: “Okay…sure.”
And with a damped thud he sat down next to her in the niche. He stayed silent, which only made Jordis uncomfortable. Normally she would have enjoyed silence and not having to talk to anyone, but this was Liam and after all he had just told her, she desperately wanted to know a reason. There would be no sensible reason for the murder of her father, there could not be a sensible reason, but nevertheless she wished to hear at least something. It was silly and she knew it, but she could not help it.
So she looked up and met his greenish-brown eyes that looked at her. The feelings in them, sadness, shame and anger all at once, made
Casting Runes Part 12“I’m so sorry, but there is no pleasant way to say this…”
Cold and bitter fear filled Jordis’ heart when her friend said these words and the look in his warm brown eyes did not make it any better. The ever confident, ever cheerful boy she had known was a hard and bitter man now, that much she had already gathered from his words, but now…there was sadness in his eyes she had only seen once so fiercely, namely on the day they had been separated, when he had had to leave the monastery.
“What happened?”, Jordis whispered paralysed by fright but all Liam did was gently stroke the backs of her hands with his thumbs.
“The official story is that seven years ago, your father didn’t pay the toll when it was due and, as the King’s knight went to the farm to enforce his debt, he attacked them and was killed in the fight.”, Liam slowly and very reluctantly said.
“No.”, Jorids quietly said and sh
Casting Runes Part 11“Wait and see.”
These words had been all Liam had told Jordis and Neil about the place he was leading them to. And now she knew why.
“Welcome to the Liar’s Resort.”, Liam said in a welcoming tone that mocked courtly politeness, “Last refuge to the desperate.”
Neil beside her stiffened completely, but so did Jordis upon seeing those who had found shelter in this old and abandoned part of the mines that was now used by criminals, apparently.
“I…I never knew that…this even existed.”, Neil stammered, which made Liam snort and then reply angrily: “Of course you didn’t! We take every effort that you don’t and never will.”
“What is this, exactly?”, Jordis silently wanted to know, as Liam closed the door behind them and she watched all the people in this cold, barely light cavern.
“As I said, the last refuge for those not having any other possibility.”, Li
Casting Runes Part 10“Now who the hell are you supposed to be?”
Neil’s eyebrows jumped up, as did Jordis’, but whilst anger boiled in her, the knight stayed calm and answered: “I am Neil Tarrenor. And you should let the lady go when she wants you to.”
Obviously taken aback, Liam stared into the other man’s eyes, but then asked Jordis with a sarcastic grin: “Lady?”
She returned his gaze, but with anger; nevertheless she swallowed this anger and requested: “You offered me to come with you…”
But Liam angrily fell into her word: “Exactly, I offered you to come. Boyfriends and their like weren’t included.”
Jordis’ eyes narrowed, but then she asked of her childhood friend: “We both need help, so please give us shelter.”
“You both?”, Liam hissed and closely examined Neil who squared his shoulders, a full knight, but still clearly uncomfortable in his shoes.
Casting Runes Part 9He simply nodded, but they both jerked when a voice suddenly disrupted their talk.
“Oi, who’s there?”, a deep voice asked in alert and Jordis saw that Neil froze.
“What is it?”, she whispered and he answered as quietly: “This is Harlin, one of the knights, but…I suspect that he is…corrupt.”
“Brilliant.”, Jordis cursed, but then looked up into Neil’s eyes that were anxiously wandering around, desperately searching for a possibility to escape.
“Do you have a sister?”, she wanted to know and Neil stared at her in surprise, as he stammered: “I beg your pardon?”
“This is royal property, get lost!””, the other knight called out and Jordis knew he would see them no matter what; their chance to make a run for it had already passed.
So she repeated, hissing this time: “Do you have a sister?”
“No.”, Neil managed to answer, but Jo
Casting Runes Part 8“Get away from her, bastard!”
Jordis did not recognise the voice that had shouted these words, but they made the Grand Caster stop. She was thankful for a moment, but still terrified as she heard the two men fight and could not do anything at all; she simply stood there and waited.
Finally she heard the sound of a limp body falling to the ground. The runepower that had held her was taken off Jordis and she was so surprised that she stumbled a few steps to the side where she had tried to turn before.
“Careful, Mylady.”, the stranger quietly said and carefully grabbed her arm to prevent her from falling, “Do not fear, he is unconscious.”
Nevertheless in fear and still not knowing what had just happened, Jordis looked to the Grand Caster the stranger had knocked out and saw that he really was no threat at the moment.
“I am ashamed that it had come to this, but I had to act.”, her rescuer said and her head flung up to look at h
Casting Runes Part 7She was torn between her sense of duty and her insatiable curiosity.
“I…cannot follow you, I have my duties.”, Jordis said with hesitation, but nevertheless full of determination. It was right to refuse his offer, even if every single emotion in her was in turmoil as soon as her words were spoken.
She really did not want to look up and meet Liam’s undoubtedly intense and crestfallen gaze, but she forced herself to do so nonetheless. But she had been wrong. He was not just upset, he seemed completely gutted. The pain and hurt disbelief in his eyes made her stomach clench, but still she repeated: “I have to go ad receive my consecration. Only then will I be fully accredited.”
It was the right decision, Jordis knew this. But why, by the runes, did it hurt so bad to say it?
“Fine.”, Liam responded furiously and blinked his eyes more than he would normally do, “Then go. Caster.”
This last word he spat as if it was
Casting Runes Part 6“Why the hell should I?”
Yes, why indeed? Jordis did not really know what to answer, but then the words just burst out of her mouth: “I helped that boy, Mika. Would I have done that if I was all cold, aloof and cold-hearted?”
Now Liam slowly faced her, confusion in his eyes that shone with questions unspoken.
“Why did you help him, then?”, he finally asked quietly, his voice raspy and choked. Last time they had spoken, he had asked her in the very same tone: “Will I ever see you again?”
That was now fifteen years ago and they both knew it, as Jordis flinched and something like pain flickered across Liam’s eyes. But his voice was unforgiving now, as he repeated his question: “Why did you help Mika?”
“Because what they did was wrong!”, Jordis hissed, “By the runes, he is just a boy. Well, if you know him that well, maybe he is not “just a boy”, but still, an obviously po
Casting Runes Part 5“When have you become a criminal?!”
Jordis stood in front of him and although being much shorter than him, she demanded an answer. But Liam just glared at her, until his eyes narrowed and he said coldly: “Oh, I don’t know, maybe after I lost everything I ever had? My apprenticeship, my only friend and my mother?”
Completely taken aback, Jordis stumbled a step back, but Liam followed her, towered over her and snarled: “I wasn’t like you, the smart and ever so lovely little child everyone loved here in the outskirts and then even in the monastery. I had to fight for everything and guess what? I lost!”
His breath was ragged, when he slowly retreated, but now it was Jordis who followed him.
“And you think everything I have just fell into my lap, or what? I had to fight for it, too, and I won! Do not dare to blame you losses on me!”, she shouted at her childhood friend she now did not recognise anymore. They both s
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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