Chapter 12: Dovasary Haiming Temaida Balitang
Taybur's question brought Yoyox and Vitorcine's movements to a halt. I stood by the door, stunned by all that was going on. I managed to clasp my shaking hands in front of me, but that was after a monumental effort.
I wasn't going to survive if we didn't find Aly. I'd break, I just know it.
"You mean you don't know?" George asked. I looked over at the visual speaking spell and saw that he had raised an eyebrow.
Taybur looked over at him, "Do you?"
George shook his head. "No, but I thought the captain of Crown's main defense would know."
Taybur looked over at Yoyox and Vitorcine. I followed his gaze. They were looking at the floor, trying to slowly back out of the room.
"Stay," I commanded. My voice did not shake, but it was strangled in an odd way.
I looked over at Nawat. He had barricaded himself in a corner with tears streaming down his face. Trickster, what are you doing? I hope you're getting a laugh out of this. It's the only thing of good that will come.
I am not laughing, child. This is more embarrassing to me.
I crumpled to my knees. Not funny, I thought.
One of my chosen is missing and you are just now asking the right questions? Do you think Aly would have this kind of trouble?
"Wouldn't know," Chenaol growled from her position on the floor, "Haven't been able to talk to her recently."
You had the darkings all along. You should have thought of them sooner.
"Well, Trickster," George said, "I don't see you doing much either."
Thunder shook the heavens. I stood shakily to my feet.
"George, you may be able to afford angering that particular god, but we cannot. Will you please stop that?" I asked faintly.
George shrugged.
Sir Alanna, Aly's mother, stepped forward and stood next to her husband. "We are just now realizing things that we should have thought of sooner. Why now?"
I wish I knew.