The Song of Eloh Saga (21 page)

I didn’t struggle as a guard shoved me into a cell, one that was already occupied.

“Reychel?” I heard a voice whisper. “Oh Eloh, Reychel, it is you.”

I felt myself enveloped in a hug. Even in the dark, I recognized Tania’s grip, strong and sure. I pulled back, looking into her face. My friend’s eyes were heavy lidded and her mouth turned down. Sadness, an expression I never thought to see on her face.

“How long have you been here?” I asked, squeezing her shoulders.

“Just a couple of days. It was after Mark brought Roc in. Ivy must have sent them after me,” Tania said. “Did she tell you she took my cloak?”

I nodded.

“I think she forgot that I have two,” Tania said. “When the guards stormed in, they demanded I bring the cloak with me. Not wanting to meet the sharp side of a sword, I agreed. They only said to bring the cloak, not the
cloaks
.”

We sat down on the damp stone bench. I could feel the coolness seep through my gown as goose pimples sprung on my arms.

“What about Jon?” I asked. “Where was he? Couldn’t he stop them?”

“He’s been gone this week,” Tania answered. “I don’t even know when he’s supposed to get home. Some secret mission with Nemison.”

“So he won’t know where you are?” I asked.

Tania smiled.

“If he gets home before the wedding, he can help us,” she said.

“But how?” I didn’t want to get my hopes up. Yes, Nemison knew where Mark and I were headed, but he didn’t know any of us had been captured. How would Jon know any more than him if he

hadn’t seen his wife all week?
“Jon’s gift,” Tania said. “It’s very unusual, but it gives him the ability to see what happened in any given place as long as there are trees nearby. It’s like reading someone’s memory, but instead he’s reading the memory of trees.”

“Trees have memories?” I asked, shaking my head.

“It’s a little more complicated than that,” Tania said, “but in a way, yes. The important thing is that Jon will come for us. If he gets home in time.”

I looked at the optimism shining in Tania’s eyes. I felt we’d already had too many good breaks, was it ridiculous to hope for another?

“Which one of you is Reychel?” a guard bellowed through the grated window high in the door.

“I am,” I sighed.

“Come with me,” he said.

Tania squeezed my hand as I rose and walked to the open door.

Chapter Twenty-One

“Where are you taking me?” I asked the guard.

“Slaves aren’t supposed to talk to guards,” he grunted, squeezing his grip on my arm tighter.

“I’m not a slave anymore,” I said. It was true. Maybe I was a captive, but I knew in my heart I would never be a slave, not like before. There would be no more long days of acquiescing. I would fight with everything I had to be free again instead of accepting my lot in life.

“We’ll see what you say after this conversation,” he snarled, a cruel smile spreading across his face.

He led me to Kandek’s chambers again. This time I found Kandek alone in his chair, just like the many times I’d visited him over the years. The clouds were gone from his eyes. I wondered if he was out of Ivy’s spell for the moment.

“Where’s Ivy?” I asked, looking around.

“Off getting ready for the wedding,” he said with a sigh.

“Does everyone know you’re marrying a slave?” I retorted.

He shook his head. “No one knows who she is. She fooled everyone to get her way in here. Fooled me too at first. Once I realized who she was it was too late.”

“Too late?” I asked.

Kandek waved his hand in the air, dismissing my comment.

“Why did you come back?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. “I’ve been after you for months. Why now?”

“To free the prisoners you’re holding,” I said. “Your proclamation said you would set them free if I was turned in. I assume you’re still a man of your word.”

“They weren’t my words,” he said.

“Ivy?”

Kandek nodded, his head falling into his hands.

“I don’t understand,” I kneeled at the side of his chair. Forgetting all the cruel things I knew about Kandek, I only saw the man who had been kind to me and listened to my stories. “Can’t you tell me what hold Ivy has over you?”

Kandek lifted his head and looked me in the eyes. He took my hand in his.

“Don’t you see it?” he asked me.

I studied his face, looking for the clue I knew must be there somewhere. I looked at his eyes, the only part of him I ever found any emotion in. His dark, amber eyes.

“Oh Eloh,” I said, stumbling backwards. All those years I hadn’t noticed what was right in front of me. I had no cause to, but now it all made sense. “Your eyes.”

“So like my daughter’s,” he said. “I’m surprised it took you so long to see it.”

I closed my eyes, picturing the color of his eyes and the color of mine. It was unmistakable. Nothing else gave way to a resemblance of any kind. His hair russet, mine jet black. His nose small and thin, mine pert and upturned.

“How?” I asked, my hand running through my hair. I found comfort in the curls, my mark of freedom. “My mother, where is my mother?”

“She’s gone,” he said. “I knew you were mine, but I couldn’t claim you. I was just beginning my career. I visited you as often as I could, brought your mother money, that sort of thing. She was a slave, a Serenian. It was against the law for me to associate with her on a personal level, much less impregnate her. It was when you began to talk that I could see what you were capable of.”

Kandek paused.

“I discovered your gift before anyone else.”

“What happened to my mother?” I asked again, anger filling up every part of my being. “I was always told she died. Did she die? What happened to her?”

Kandek only looked me in the eyes, unspeaking. I saw tears begin to form in the corners.

“What did you do to her?” My hands shook, followed quickly by the rest of my body.

“He killed her, Reychel,” Ivy said, walking into the room unannounced.

“Is this your big secret?” I screamed, whipping around to face Ivy. “How long have you known?”

“Years,” she said. “Kandek was the first person I learned to soothe. It happened by accident when I was brought to the household. I was introduced to him and as I took his hand to kiss his ring, he mellowed considerably. I felt it too, but quickly withdrew my hand from his. It was my moment of revelation that I was special. But I had no idea I was gifted until Tania told me that day in the market.”

“How did you find out? What happened?” I asked, trying to control my anger. I had to know now. I needed to know everything.

“Days later, I served him his dinner. In handing him his bowl, I touched his hand and smiled. Later he invited me back to his quarters for the evening. It didn’t take much time to learn why he treated you the way he did. Why do you think I was your best friend? Your only friend? Who do you think started all of those rumors about his intentions towards you?” Ivy laughed.

I felt rooted in place. My heart pounded as my world crumbled around me.

“Why did you kill her?” I roared at Kandek, allowing my emotions to take over.

“I knew what you were and what you could do. You made my career. You made all of this,” he said, holding both arms in the air. “I wanted to share it with you, but how could I explain your presence?

“If I told anyone you were my child, you would have been killed. Procreating with a Serenian is against the law,” he said. “They would have killed me too.”

It was true. Malborns were not allowed to mingle with my people. He saved me and doomed me at the same time. I glared at Kandek, who still sat in his chair. But my anger was rising and it wasn’t Kandek who would bear the brunt of it. I turned to Ivy, who stood by with a smirk on her face.

“How long have you been planning this?” I asked through clenched teeth.

“Years.”

“And our escape,” I asked, “how did that fit in your grand plan?”

“It didn’t,” Ivy said. “That was just a fortunate coincidence. It enabled me to find out what I was and what I was capable of. It also put me in touch with some very interesting people.”

“Who?” I demanded.

“I assume you met that council Johna is in?”

I gasped. “How did you know about them?”

“I spent a lot of my time in the shop going through Johna’s things, of course. You were stuck in the back bedroom away from everyone and I was free to roam about the cottage. I found some very interesting books. From there it wasn’t too hard to contact a few people.”

“Who?”

“Me,” a voice said from the doorway. I craned my neck out, trying to get a glimpse of the man hiding in the other room.

“You can come out,” Ivy said. “She’s not going to bite you.”

I stood stunned as I looked at the man who entered the room.

“Nemison is…”

“Why is it always about Nemison?” Gerrold asked, his grumpy expression replaced with one of irritation. “I’m just as powerful as that old coot. Why doesn’t anyone care about what I can

do or what I have to say?”
“I care,” Ivy said, reaching over and touching Gerrold’s arm. His expression lost a bit of its fire as he turned to look at her adoring face.

“Gerrold,” I cried. “Don’t you see what she’s doing to you? How she’s soothing you?”

“She has no power over me,” Gerrold said, looking at me. Ivy’s expression return to the smirk she’d sported earlier. “I’ve been practicing my gifts for years. She’s just a babe.”

I shook my head in disgust. Was anyone immune to Ivy’s gift?

“Now what?” I asked.

“Well,” Ivy said, “your daddy and I are getting married in a few hours. Are you excited to have me for a step-mom?”

“Wicked step-mother,” I whispered under my breath.

“Excuse me?”

“Nothing, Mommy,” I said with as much sarcasm as I could muster.

Ivy’s lips parted to bear the most beautiful smile. At least it had been a beautiful smile back when I thought Ivy was my best friend. Now she looked more like a caged beast about to attack.

“Kandek and I are getting married. Then I will take everything he’s built with your help and build upon it for myself,” Ivy said as she walked over and grabbed me by the chin.

I stood still waiting to see what was coming.

“And you, my dear best friend, my little Prophet, will help me.”

She knew. Of course she knew. But who told her? Was it Gerrold or Kandek? Which of them betrayed me?

“Never,” I said, my voice steady and resolute.

“Oh, you will,” Ivy said. “And I know how to make you.”

Chapter Twenty-Two

I didn’t fight the guards as they escorted me back to the cell. Too much information swirled through my mind, too much to process so quickly. My heritage, my father, my former best friend, nothing was simple. For years Ivy had known who my father was. She used me. She exploited me. She fooled me.

And I felt every inch the fool. Why didn’t I ever see through her? Was my judgment of people so poor?

We arrived back at the cell, the guard unlocked the door, and nudged me back in. I didn’t fight. Why bother? What would it gain me? Tania lifted her head and stared at me through dim shadows. Her toothy smile slowly disappeared as I walked towards her, my shoulders slumped, my mouth turned downward. Her arms opened wide and I collapsed in her embrace.

“Ivy’s marrying Kandek. He’s my father. Gerrold is in on it. They knew, they all knew about my gift,” I blurted out in one breath.

My whole body heaved with the tears that were breaking free from my eyes. I’d held them in during my time with Ivy and Kandek. Now they could no longer be contained. My sobbing echoed in our small cell until it sounded like a chorus of grieving widows. Still Tania held me tightly, keeping me from falling apart.

Not caring who heard, I let loose a wail I felt I’d been saving up my whole life. It traveled throughout my body, beginning in my lungs and spreading to the tips of my fingers and toes. I screamed until there was nothing left inside that hadn’t been stripped raw.

Only then did I take my first breath, born anew. My muscles relaxed as I slipped comfortably into Tania’s embrace. The tears fell, but instead of a gushing torrent they dropped silently and lightly on my cheeks.

“Reychel,” I heard a voice whisper. “Reychel, are you alright?”

I pulled away from Tania, looking around to see who else was sharing our cell. I turned to Tania, my eyes narrowed in confusion. I was sure I’d heard voices, but we were alone.

“It’s Mark,” Tania said, her smile returning. She stroked my cheek, wiping away the tears. “While you were gone, we discovered a tiny hole between the cells. Not enough to see each other, but enough to talk. It’s over there.”

I followed Tania’s pointed finger to the back corner of the cell. I settled down on the floor, laying my head against the stone wall.