Praise for New York Times bestselling author MICHELLE SAGARA and THE CHRONICLES OF ELANTRA series
No one provides an emotional payoff like Michelle Sagara. Combine that with a fast-paced police procedural, deadly magics, five very different races and a wickedly dry sense of humorwell, it doesnt get any better than this.
Bestselling author Tanya Huff
Intense, fast-paced, intriguing, compelling and hard to put downunforgettable.
In the Library Reviews on Cast in Shadow
Readers will embrace this compelling, strong-willed heroine with her often sarcastic voice.
Publishers Weekly on Cast in Courtlight
The impressively detailed setting and the books spirited heroine are sure to charm romance readers as well as fantasy fans who like some mystery with their magic.
Publishers Weekly on Cast in Secret
Along with the exquisitely detailed worldbuilding, Sagaras character development is mesmerizing. She expertly breathes life into a stubborn yet evolving heroine. A true master of her craft!
RT Book Reviews (4 ½ stars) on Cast in Fury
With prose that is elegantly descriptive, Sagara answers some longstanding questions and adds another layer of mystery. Each visit to this amazing world, with its richness of place and character, is one to relish.
RT Book Reviews (4 ½ stars) on Cast in Silence
Cast in Chaos
Michelle Sagara
www.millsandboon.co.uk
AUTHOR NOTE
There are, in fantasy, two types of series. One is the extended single story that, with multiple viewpoints and various plot threads, spreads out over several volumes. The other is a connected series of stand-alone stories which feature more or less the same characters facing different situations; mysteries are characteristically this type of series. THE CHRONICLES OF ELANTRA is the second type of series as well. Kaylin Neya, the main character, is an Elantran police officer, and her job is to investigate crimes and solve themalthough both the problems and the solutions in a world with winged mortals, Dragons and large, furred Leontines tend to be less mundane than the problems a real-world precinct would generally face. I hope that someone picking up any volume of the series would be able to follow the story and the characters from the beginning of the book to the end.
But.
In this second type of series, the individual story arcs are often small; its the character arcs that have room to grow, because ideally what your characters experience for good or ill causes trickle-down changes that continue on into the future. The Kaylin of Cast in Shadow (the first of THE CHRONICLES OF ELANTRA) and the Kaylin of the book you now hold in your hands is substantially the same person, but she has learned to let go of some of her earlier prejudices because of the events of subsequent books (for example, Cast in Secret, in which she confronts her visceral dislike of the Thaalani, the racial telepaths).
Some of the events of previous books also cause emotional ripples in her life, and while she is facing an entirely different threat in Cast in Chaos, shes come far enough to begin to acknowledge some of them. If this is the first time youve joined her, welcome to Elantra; if youve been following her all along, my heartfelt thanks.
CAST IN CHAOSFor my Uncle Shoichi, with gratitude
CONTENTS
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
CHAPTER 19
CHAPTER 20
CHAPTER 21
CHAPTER 22
CHAPTER 23
CHAPTER 24
CHAPTER 25
CHAPTER 26
CHAPTER 27
CHAPTER 28
CHAPTER 29
CHAPTER 30
CHAPTER 31
CHAPTER 1
The Halls of Law occupied real estate that the merchants guild salivated over every time discussion about tax laws came up, and for that reason, if no other, Private Kaylin Neya was proud to work in them. The building sat in the center of the city, its bulk overshadowed by three towers, atop whichin the brisk and heavy winds of the otherwise clear dayflags could be seen at the heights. It was the only building, by Imperial decree, which was allowed this much height; the Emperor considered it a personal statement. She would probably have been slightly prouder if shed managed to make Corporal, but she took what she could get.
What she could get, on the other hand, could be a bit disconcerting on some days. She approached the guards at the doortoday Tanner and Gillas were at their postsand stopped before shed passed between them. They were giving her funny looks, and she was on time. Shed been on time for four days running, although one emergency with the midwives guild had pulled her off active duty in the middle of the day, but the looks on their faces didnt indicate a lost betting pool.
Whats up? she asked Tanner. She had to look up to ask it; he was easily over six feet in height, and he didnt slouch when on duty.
Youll find out, he replied. He was almost smirking.
The problem with coming to the Hawks as an angry thirteen-year-old with a lot of attitude was that the entire force felt as if theyd watched you grow up. This meant the entire damn force took an interest in your personal business. She cursed Tanner under her breath, and left his chuckle at her back.
It was only about ten feet from her back when she ran into Corporal Severn Handred. Who just happened to be loitering in the Aerie, under the shadows of the flying Aerians, who were practicing maneuvers that no other race on the force could achieve without a hell of a lot of magic, most of which would require postmaneuver paperwork that would keep them grounded for weeks. The Emperor was not a big fan of magic that wasnt under his personal control.
Kaylin, her wrist weighted by a few pounds of what was ostensibly gold, knew this firsthand. The bracerstudded with what were also ostensibly gemstones, and in and of itself more valuable than most of the force on a good day, which would be a day when their Sergeant wasnt actively cursing the amount of money being wasted employing their sorry buttswas also magical. It was older than the Empire.
No one knew how it workedor at least thats what was claimedbut it kept random magic neutralized. Kaylin had been ordered to wear it, and on most days, she did.
Severn looked up as she approached him. Youre on time, he said, falling into an easy step beside her.
And the world hasnt ended, she replied. Betting? Its four days running. It was a betting pool shed been excluded from joining.
He grinned, but didnt answer, which meant yes, he was betting, and no, he hadnt lost yet.
If you win, you can buy me lunch.
He raised a brow. Youre scrounging for lunch this early in the month?
Dont ask.
He laughed.
Instead, she continued, tell me why youre here.
I work here.
Ha, ha. You dont usually loiter in the Aerie, waiting for me to walk by. In fact, if it was something that was a matter of life or death, or at least keeping her job, he was more proactive: hed show up at her apartment and throw her out of bed.
Loitering and waiting are not considered
Tanner was smirking.
Severn winced. An official courier came by the office this morning.
Official courier?
An Imperial Courier.
Please tell me it had nothing to do with me, she said, without much hope.
You want me to lie?
She snorted. Is Marcus in a mood?
Lets just say he didnt seem overly surprised. Which wasnt much of an answer if the one you wanted was No.
Teela was in the office and at her desk, which was generally a bad sign. She was also on break, which meant she was lounging on a chair that was balanced on its back two legs, and watching the door. Tain was somewhere else, which meant Kaylin only had to deal with one of the Barrani Hawks she sometimes counted as friends. On this particular morning, she couldnt remember why, exactly.
The fact that Teela rosegracefully, because it was impossible for a Barrani not to be gracefulthe minute she laid emerald eyes on Kaylin made it clear who shed been watching for. The fact that she was smiling as she sauntered across the usual chaos of the office meant she was amused. This didnt mean that the news for Kaylin was good, on the other hand.
Good morning, Private Neya, the window said. It is a bright and sunny day, but rain is expected in the late afternoon. Please dress accordingly while you are on duty.
Teela took one look at Kaylins raised brows and laughed out loud.
Kaylin said a few choice words in Leontine.
Please be aware that this is a multiracial office, and the terms that you are using might give offense to some of your coworkers, the same window chided.
Kaylins jaw nearly hit the floor.
Apparently, Teela said, as her laugh trailed off into a chuckle, the mage that designed the window to be a cheerful, talking timepiece, was not entirely precise in his use of magic.
Which means?
Off the record? Someone tampered with Official Office equipment.
This is worse. The old window didnt greet us by name. What the hells were they trying to do?
Get it to shut up without actually breaking it.
Which seems to be almost impossible. The breaking-it part.
So does the shutting-it-up part, if it comes to that. Teela grinned. Weve started a new betting pool.
Hell with the poolwe should just make the Hawklord stay in this damn office. The window would be gone in less than a week. She started to head toward her very small desk.
Private Neya, the window said, you have not checked todays duty roster. Please check the roster to ascertain your current rounds.
Teela burst out laughing because Kaylins facial expression could have soured new milk. She did, however, head toward the roster because she couldnt actually break the window, and she was pretty damn certain it would nag her until she checked.
Elani street had been penciled, in more or less legible writing, beside Kaylins name. Severn was her partner. There were no investigations in progress that required her presence, although there were two ongoing. The shift started in half an hour. She took note of it as obviously as possible, and then returned to her desk, by way of Caitlin.
Good morning, dear, Caitlin said, looking up from a small and tidy pile of papers.
Kaylin nodded, and then bent slightly over the desk. What happened to the window?
The older woman frowned slightly. Were not officially certain, dear. Which meant she wouldnt say. Sergeant Kassan is aware that the enchantment on the window is causing some difficulty. I believe he is scheduled to speak with the Hawklord.
Thank the gods, Kaylin replied. The window, during this discussion, was in the process of greeting yet another coworker. Does it do this all day?
Caitlin nodded. You werent here yesterday, she added. Her frown deepened. It not only greeted the employees by name, it also felt the need to greet every person who walked intoor throughthe office in the same way.
But
Caitlin shrugged. Its magic, she finally said, as if that explained everything. Given how Kaylin generally felt about magic, it probably did.
She tried to decide whether or not to ask about the Imperial Courier. Caitlin was the best source of information in the office, but if she felt it wasnt important or relevant to the questioner, she gave away exactly nothing. Since she was bound to find out sooner or laterand probably soonershe held her tongue.
Private Neya! The low, deep rumble of Leontine growl momentarily stilled most of the voices in the office. Marcus, as shed guessed, was not in the best of moods. Caitlin has work to do, even if you dont.
Sir! Kaylin replied.
Hes in the office more than anyone else who works here, Caitlin whispered, by way of explanation. And I believe the window likes to have a chat when things are quiet.
Kaylin grimaced in very real sympathy for Old Ironjaw.
In particular, I think its been trying to give him advice.
Which meant it wasnt going to last the week. Thank the gods.
Oh, and, dear? Caitlin added, as Kaylin began to move away from her desk, under the watchful glare of her Sergeant.
Yes?
This is for you. She held out a small sheaf of paper.
Kaylin, who had learned to be allergic to paperwork from a masterthat being Marcus himselfcringed reflexively as she held out a hand. Am I going to like this?
Probably not, Caitlin said with very real sympathy. Im afraid it isnt optional.
Kaylin looked through the papers in her hands. This is a class schedule.
Yes, dear.
ButMallorys gone
Its not about his request that you takeand passall of the courses you previously failed, if thats helpful. The Hawklord vetoed that, although Im sorry to say Mallorys suggestion did meet with some departmental approval.
It was marginally helpful. Whats it about, then?
Caitlin winced. Etiquette lessons. And I believe that Lord Sanabalis has, of course, requested that your magical education resume.
Is there any good news?
As far as we know, nothing is threatening to destroy either the City or the World, dear.
Kaylin stared glumly at the missive in her hands. This is your subtle way of telling me not to start doing either, isnt it?
Caitlin smiled. Theyre just lessons. Its not the end of the World.
So, Severn said, when she joined him and they began to head down the hall, did you speak with Caitlin?
Yes. Let me guess. The entire office already knows the contents of these papers.
Betting?
No.
He laughed. Most of the office. How bad is it?