Starman: Book Three of the Axis Trilogy. Sara Douglass
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Название: Starman: Book Three of the Axis Trilogy
Автор: Sara Douglass
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая литература
isbn: 9780007370559
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“You would go with them, Ho’Demi?” Axis said. He did not want to risk Ho’Demi. “You could not counter the Skraelings when they invaded the Ravensbund.”
“I only suggest scouts, StarMan, not raiding parties. I leave that to you. And … yes, I would go with them. I hunger for action against these creatures that have stolen my homeland from me.”
“How soon can you organise the scouting parties?”
“By morning, StarMan. Where would you have us go?”
Axis looked to Belial and Magariz. “Your advice, my friends?”
“Damn it, Axis,” Magariz said. “Where could they have gone?”
“Skarabost?” Belial suggested.
Axis shook his head, catching FarSight’s eye. “No, Belial. Skarabost remains free from Skraelings, although much of it lies under a killing frost.”
“Then could they have outflanked us and moved south … to Carlon?”
Magariz flinched at Belial’s words. Rivkah was in Carlon, but then so was Cazna, and Magariz knew Belial would be as worried about his wife as Magariz was about his.
Axis shivered and blew on his hands in a vain attempt to warm them. “We would have known if they had outflanked us. We have scouts and sentries throughout the Western Ranges and so many Icarii now throng the Bracken Ranges that they would sound the alarm if the Skraelings had struck that far west.”
“Axis, we should have some reports of the Skraelings. Thousands of peasants fled south before the ice while they still could. Has nothing useful come from them?”
But Magariz was only speaking empty words, and he knew it. All the peasants who had managed to flee Aldeni before the wind and frost became too lethal had reported Skraelings on every breath of wind, in every puff of snow. If Axis believed everything the fleeing peasants reported, then the Skraelings should have sunk Aldeni into the Andeis Sea by now through sheer weight of numbers.
Belial cursed at the silence about the campfire. “They must be in Aldeni.”
“And if they are, then we will find them,” Ho’Demi finished softly. “If they have dug themselves into pits in the snow then the Ravensbund will find them. I will find them!”
Axis looked up from the flames. “Pray do, Ho’Demi,” he said, “before they find us.”
Deep in the shafts dim torches glowed, and in the glow teeth and talons crowded.
The SkraeBolds hunched, miserable.
But Timozel was pleased. It was time to call most of the Gryphon in, for there was no further need of them … yet. They had kept the Icarii farflight scouts away from his position, and that was all they had to do for the moment.
But he would keep a few in the northern skies.
Axis would expect that.
16 The Island of Mist and Memory
Azhure eased back in the chair sailors had placed on deck for her and wondered if she would ever be comfortable again. Barely seven months pregnant and all she could do was wonder at what point it was that the twins could survive without her – no doubt the twins wondered the same thing. Even now they stirred restlessly, the heels of their feet drumming against the walls of her womb, as if they dreamed of freedom … or hungered for escape.
She rolled her head to one side and looked at StarDrifter standing tense and excited in the prow of the ship, his wings bunched behind him as if he yearned for flight. They had been sailing the choppy waters of the Sea of Tyrre for two days now, and surely could not be far from their destination. If he wanted StarDrifter could take to the skies and be on the Island before nightfall, but he had said he would stay with her, and this he did.
They had sailed from Carlon four days ago in one of Ysgryff’s private ships, the Seal Hope. Azhure had never been to sea before, and if she had not been so unwell she knew she would have found the experience exhilarating. The Seal Hope was commodious and comfortable, did not roll overmuch in the waves, and a warm and salty and infinitely comforting breeze blew from the south-west to fill the dusky pink sails. With Azhure came a goodly assortment of court officials and servants, a Wing of the Strike Force, Prince Ysgryff, and Caelum, currently in the care of his nurse, Imibe, below decks.
And, of course, the fifteen Alaunt, who lolled about on the deck and snapped at the waves when they dared splash too close.
Sometimes Azhure found herself listening to the rhythmic slap of waves against the ship and, lulled half to sleep, dreaming of strange shores of rippling sands and rocky beaches.
Rivkah stayed behind in Carlon, serving as the royal presence, although Azhure continued to attend most matters of administration in morning and evening sessions held in the Seal Hope’s main cabin. Icarii messengers brought what she needed in the way of documents and information from the mainland.
Stars, she now thought in some exasperation, I cannot wait to discover what I can on the Isle of Mist and Memory, drop these babies, and rejoin Axis as soon as possible. Although she could feel a faint pull at her soul with each breath that Axis took – perhaps a reverberation through the Star Dance – Azhure had heard very little from him in the past month. Reports drifted down haphazardly, and all they reported was that Axis led his army north, north, north. Azhure supposed Axis must be well into the province by now, and a shiver of fear passed through her. Live, Axis! Live! Believe in yourself enough to live for me!
StarDrifter turned from the bow and strode back to where Azhure and Ysgryff sat under a canvas canopy.
“Ysgryff. How much further?”
Ysgryff restrained a smile. “We cannot be far, StarDrifter. Really, why don’t you leave us earth-bound creatures and wing your way there?”
StarDrifter glanced at Azhure. “No. No, Ysgryff, I will stay with Azhure. I promised Axis.”
Azhure narrowed her eyes. Exactly what had he promised Axis? StarDrifter had behaved with perfect decorum since Axis had departed. Azhure knew it must have been hard for him, for he now spent many hours with her each day, either singing gently to the babies within her or to Caelum. Yet not once had she felt his touch or his eyes to hold anything but restraint, not once had his manners and conversation descended from the heights of good manners and civility.
It was not like StarDrifter at all. Not given the depths of his desires. Azhure wondered if it was her pregnancy that kept StarDrifter at a distance. Maybe, once she was unencumbered of Axis’ children …
The soft beat of wings broke her thoughts and she sat up in her chair as an Icarii scout landed gently on the deck.
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