Hes not exactly fast on his feet.
No, but in his fashion he knows how to intimidate. Ive never noticed you engaging in staring contests with him.
Im not the one who does that, Teela.
Teela chuckled, but her eyes remained an alert blue. I hate the Garden, she murmured, squaring her shoulders.
It cant be any worse than paperwork.
* * *
Stepping through the narrow, rickety door at the end of an equally narrow, rickety hall was always a bit of a shock. Evantons storefront couldnt, by any stretch of the truth, be called well lit, and the contrast between his work spaces and the Gardens brilliant, full-on sunlight made Kaylins eyes water.
There was a roof, a domed high ceiling that would have fit right in in the Imperial Palace. There were no obvious glass ceilings or windows, and the roof, unlike the Hawklords tower, didnt appear to open to the sky, so sunlight was in theory impossible. But nothing about this room conformed to what she knew of reality, and Kaylin had long since given up attempting to make sense of it.
She made her way across the flat-stone path laid into grass that would have made pretentious merchants weep with envy, pausing by the still, deep pool that sat, untouched by the breeze that moved almost everything else, in the Gardens center.
It was the heart of the elemental water, made small and peaceful. Beyond it, burning in a brazier that might have been used for incense, fire. Only in Evantons Garden could the elements exist so close to each other in peace.
Beyond them was the small stone hut in which Evanton entertained the few guests he was willing to allow into this space.
I dont think its because of Bellusdeo that he moved tea, Kaylin said to Teela, as she made her way to the hut.
No.
I really hope Mandoran doesnt do anything stupid.
Hes not Terrano, Teela replied. Terrano was the only one of us likely to throw his life away on a whim.
He was the only one of the twelve who had not chosen to come home. Somewhere in the spaces that mortals couldnt occupy, he was racing around the incomprehensible landscape discovering worlds and having fun. Kaylin fervently hoped he stayed there.
Do you notice anything different about Mandoran? I mean, from before?
Teela didnt answer.
* * *
When they reached the hut, the door swung open. Like any building of note in magical space, the interior didnt fit with the exterior; it was far larger than it had any right to be, for one. The floors were no longer rough stone; they were a gleaming marble, more suitable to a grand foyer than a parlor.
There were chairs of a style Kaylin had never seen in the Garden, and a low flat table that was the rough stone one expected to find outdoors. Tea, in Evantons ancient, chipped tea set, was on the table, and steam rose from the spout of the pot. There were four cups, straight, tall cylinders absent handles. Kaylin didnt understand why cups made for hot liquid were ever without handles, but on the other hand, Bellusdeo was unlikely to burn her hand when picking them up.
The Dragon looked up as Kaylin entered the room; her eyes were golden. Clearly, the Keepers abode suited her.
It suited her far more than the Palace.
The Keeper was just regaling us with details of your first meeting, she said.
Mandoran, whose back was to the door, swiveled in his chair.
It wasnt the first meeting, Evanton said, gently correcting her. That was far less remarkable, although I remember thinking her unconscionably young to be keeping company with the Barrani Hawks.
No talking about me as if I werent in the room, Kaylin replied, taking the chair closest to Bellusdeo.
You werent in the room at the time.
Here, now. Did small and squawky stay with Grethan? The apprentice was nowhere in sight. Neither was Kaylins most constantand annoyingcompanion.
No. Hes in the fireplace. Bellusdeo nodded toward the fire in question. It was set into the wall, but reminded Kaylinonce againof the Palace. Even the pokers looked like they were made of brass. And shiny.
Theres a fire in the fireplace, Kaylin quite reasonably pointed out.
He doesnt take up a lot of room, and its not like fire burns him. You can go and poke the fire if you wanthes there. Bellusdeos expression made clear that if Dragons of any size didnt burn, mortals of any size did.
I hope he puts himself out before he lands on my shoulders again. Kaylin turned back to her tea.
Squawk.
Mandoran grinned. I have to say, Ive never met a mortal a tenth as interesting as you are. I can almost understand why Teela is so attached to you.
Teela, Teela said, dislikes being spoken of in the third person even more than Private Neya. She is also far more effective at discouragement.
Mandoran laughed. So she is. I dont know where you found the private, but Id hold on to her, if I were you. Honestly, I wish everyone had descended on this strange, smelly, crowded place. Sedarias is beside herself with envy at where I am. In the Keepers Garden!
Its not that exciting, Evanton said, his usual crankiness asserting itself.
It isshes the only one of us whod met the Keeper. Not you, Mandoran added, as if that were necessary. And Teela doesnt count. Can I talk to the elements?
Perhaps another day, Teela said, before Evanton could reply.
But I hear the water, Mandoran said, his eyes green, his expression both familiar and strange. It took Kaylin a few minutes to understand why: it was very similar to the hesitant joy that the foundlings sometimes showed. Shed never seen anything remotely similar on a Barrani face before.
Evanton rose. With your permission, Lord Teela, I believe the water wishes to converse with Mandoran. I will lead him there, and return.
Mandoran was out of his chair before Evanton had finished speaking.
CHAPTER THREE
Ive never seen a Barrani so young at heart, Bellusdeo said softly, when theyd left.
No. You wouldnt have, Teela replied. They were both speaking in Elantran. We werent considered of age to be meeting Dragons. I doubt very much that the rest of my friends would be considered so, now, were it not for the fact that they were born centuries ago.
It cant be easy for them.
Teelas eyes paled; a ring of gold shifted the color of her irises. Bellusdeo had surprised her. Perhaps because she had, Teela answered honestly. No. It wont be any easier for them than I imagine it is for you. We want home, in our youth. And when weve traveled far and suffered much, we want it more fiercely.
But home is a myth. A tale. A childrens fable. What will you do, Bellusdeo?
Bellusdeo looked into her tea, as if she were scrying. I dont know. What will your friends do?
At least one of them will take the Test of Name within the next few weeks. If I cant talk him out of it, Mandoran will also take the test. I think he intends to accompany Annarion.
Kaylin found the tea too hot to drink, which was good, because she didnt choke on it. He cant!
He can, kitling. There are no rules that govern the testas you should well know. If you can enter the tower and read the word that will define you, you can traverse it. If you survive, you are Lord of the High Court. Annarion cannot be moved. His brother is furious. Mandoran might be more amenable to common sense.
Kaylin found the tea too hot to drink, which was good, because she didnt choke on it. He cant!
He can, kitling. There are no rules that govern the testas you should well know. If you can enter the tower and read the word that will define you, you can traverse it. If you survive, you are Lord of the High Court. Annarion cannot be moved. His brother is furious. Mandoran might be more amenable to common sense.
Were relying on his common sense? Kaylins eyebrows disappeared up her forehead.
No. There is no we in this equation. Mandoran is notrepeat notyour problem. Your problem at the moment is finding a place to live in the city. Focus on that, and keep your nose out of trouble while you do it. Well take care of Mandoran. She broke off and looked to Bellusdeo, who was sitting completely still. Kaylin knows most of the city reasonably well. She doesnt have our memory, but she doesnt need it.
Its not her knowledge that worries me.
No. But if youve listened to Evantons horror story, you understand that she is capable of surviving much, much worse than a simple apartment hunt. Even with a Dragon or two in tow. She survived the loss of her home, Teela added, coming to the point in a way that she seldom did with anyone but Tain or Kaylin. And between us, had she not been there, I dont think you would have survived. Eyes narrowing, Teela paused. You dont think you would have survived, either. It wasnt a question.
No. I had time to speak with the Imperial mages in your absence. I had time to assess their reports. But Teela, its absolutely certain that the bomb would not have been thrown had I not been resident there.
Teela shrugged. I didnt say Kaylin was wise. Shes not. But in this case, accept her lack of wisdom as the gift it is. She means wellmostlyand sometimes you have to encourage that.
Meaning well was not highly prized in the home of my childhood.
Teela chuckled. It was actively discouraged, in mine. But mortal lives are so short; they believe, and they die before that belief is entirely lost. It makes them curiously compelling.
Is that why youre a Hawk?
No. Teela hesitated, which was unusual. And possibly yes. I didnt come to the Hawks looking for Kaylin Neya; I was surprised when I found her.
Hello, Kaylin said, raising a hand. Im actually sitting here.
They both looked at her. Teela opened her mouth, no doubt to say something cutting, when the small dragon flew out of the fire, squawking at the top of his little lungs. Just in case volume wasnt attention-grabbing enough, he made a beeline for Kaylins shoulders, landed with fully extended claws, and whacked her face with a wing.
I dont know why you never had cats, Teela said, rising. They couldnt possibly be any worse. Her eyes, however, had settled into Barrani danger blue.
Bellusdeos were now orange.
Can you understand him? Kaylin asked, vacating her own chair before the small dragon bit a hole through her ear lobe.
In this case, I dont think its necessary. Teela rose and headed toward the door. It was awkward to have three grown women converge on said door at the same time, but Kaylin had the sinking feeling that awkward wasnt even on the list of their problems.
* * *
The door opened into torrential rain. The ceiling, such as it wasand the Garden was so elastic in shape and size, Kaylin didnt put much faith in Evantons roofwas completely invisible; the skies were the gray-green of heavy cloud, and lightning illuminated the landscape in brief, bright flashes.
She couldnt see raging plumes of fire, and the ground just outside of the hut wasnt shaking in a way that implied it was about to break beneath their feet. But the wind was howling.
Literally.
Kaylin turned to the small dragon. Where, she shouted, is Evanton?
He lifted a wing and plastered it against her upper face. Hed done this before, in the outlands, where vision was so subjective it was the only way to see what was actually in front of her. The Garden, in theory, didnt have that problem.
But when the wing covered her eyes, she could see past the driving rain; she could see past the flying leaves and the debris that might once have been offerings to each of the elemental shrines. She could see the clouds, and froze for a moment.
Kitling!
The clouds wore the shape and form of a woman. She was not familiar to Kaylin; she was too largefar too largeand too angry; her eyes were the size of the moons, even narrowed as they were. More disturbing were her wings. Kaylin had always loved Aerians because of their wings; she knew that those wings were weapons; that they could break a mans arm. But the wings of the stormof the waterwere like tidal waves; there was nothing beautiful about them, and the only freedom they implied was death.
Can you see the Keeper? Bellusdeo shouted. Her voice felt like rumbling earth.
Nobut the water is here, and its enraged!
Only the water? Kaylincan you see any of the other elementals?
She started to say air, and stopped. The storm was entirely a thing of the water. No.
The ground shook beneath Kaylins feet. Leontine left her open mouth. But it wasnt the elemental earth joining the rumble; it was Bellusdeo. Bellusdeo, in her golden, draconian form. Dont just stand their gawkingget on. That applies to you as well, Lord Teela.
I am never, Teela said, complying immediately, going to live this down.
* * *
Bellusdeo flew into the eye of the storm. Sadly, the eye was just above the jaws. The small dragon had wrapped his tail tightly around Kaylins neck, and was digging new runnels into her right collar bone; hed fallen silent, which was the only blessing. His wing was plastered against her face, above her nose and lips, which made breathing possible, although she was willing to bet more water than air was actually entering her mouth.
Kitlingyour arms!
Shed noticed. The runic marks that covered over half of her skin were glowing brightly enough they could be seen through her sleeves; they were the color of Bellusdeos eyesand scalesas if only that part of her was now transparent. Next time, she shouted, we are leaving Mandoran at home! She had no doubt that something Mandoran had done was responsible for the storm, and no certainty at all that she could stop it.
Which wasnt technically her job; it was Evantons. Where in the hells was he?
* * *
Bellusdeos flight was not smooth; it inspired no confidence at all. Since Dragons, unlike carriages, didnt come with built-in handholds, Kaylins legs were rigid with an attempt to somehow hold on. Shed never gotten the hang of horses, either. But the Dragon was looking at something Kaylin couldnt see, and when she dovethrough sheets of rainfor ground, Kaylin saw what: Grethan.
Bellusdeo caught him in her claws and lifted him. Where, she demanded, is out?
We dont get out without Evanton! Kaylin shouted.
Grethan cant stay here; hes half-drowned!
Can you land? Can he crawl up on your back? She was already doing exactly thatbut the ground here did not look promising; much of it was mud, and Dragons weighed enough shed sink. Bellusdeo did, but shed landed on her hind-legs and let them bear her weight while she set Grethan down.