Contents ( 70)
- DEDICATION
- THE GREAT ABANDONMENT
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- PART ONE
- THE HARVEST OF HOPE
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- PART TWO
- THE GREATEST CALAMITY
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- PART THREE
- NO DISHONOR IN FEAR
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- PART FOUR
- LOVE SURVIVES DEATH
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- THE DRAKONTOS CELESTUS
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- PART FIVE
- SOMETHING TO BURN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- PART SIX
- THE DARKEST DAY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- BOOKS BY JODI MEADOWS
- BACK AD
- COPYRIGHT
- ABOUT THE PUBLISHER
“Oh, my dear.” Valmae took Mother’s hands and squeezed. “You were so brave.”
I had to agree, but I knew why they’d let her live. It was her charm. On the spectrum of strength of divine gifts, she was among the most powerful. Even from the line to go down the cliff stairs, I’d nearly been lured toward her like a dragon to noorestones. Doctor Chilikoba had stopped me, though, and ushered me down the stairs.
Doctor Chilikoba. Another casualty of that fight.
“A few days later,” Mother went on, “after the earthquake, the Anaheran ship appeared. Their soldiers killed the warriors, freed me, and said that High Magistrate Paorah had summoned the collective governments of the Fallen Isles to Flamecrest for a summit. In the absence of the Luminary Council or any other Daminan authority, they declared I’d join them here. I’ve been the high magistrate’s guest ever since.”
“You’re being treated well?” The question was tight in my throat.
She nodded. “He’s been keeping all of us very secure. With the explosions the night of our arrival, it hasn’t been safe for us to leave the Red Hall, but we’ve been assured the culprits for that crime are nearly in custody. Then we’ll be able to safely move around.”
I doubted that. “So you’re here as a representative of Damyan and Darina?”
Again, she nodded. “With the Luminary Council gone, and Elbena and my daughter away, I’m afraid I’m the only one who’s even somewhat qualified to represent Damina, although I must admit I don’t feel up to the task. My husband was the political mind; he would have been of more use.”
“I’m very sorry for all your losses. Please, if there’s anything I can do for you—if there’s anything you need—don’t hesitate to ask. I’d like to help, if I can.” The words didn’t feel adequate, but I was supposed to have just met her. Already, Valmae and the others standing with us were watching our exchange with eyebrows quirked.
“That’s so kind of you,” Mother said. “But no. I’d rather hear about you. Have you tried the cloudfish?”
With the subject shifted to the ball—to the dancing and the food—everyone found it easier to join in, and I tapped a grateful thanks to Aaru when he spoke about the music and the carvings along the walls.
It was strange to hear him speak so much, especially after decans of silence. The others had no idea what a gift this was, but they seemed delighted by his quiet, captivating voice and gentle humor. Even Mother warmed to him, and when she finally waved us away, it was with a smile.
“My dear Valmae, we’re keeping these two from their time together.” Mother looked at Aaru and me. “Go dance. Enjoy the ball tonight, and I promise that tomorrow, we will ensure that our world continues for young people like you.”
Valmae thanked us for spending time with her, and thus dismissed, Aaru and I wandered around the outskirts of the dancers as the music shifted faster, and a dozen more people threw themselves onto the floor, hips swaying and arms outstretched.