Stormcaster (Shattered Realms #3)(105)

“How’d you choose us?” DeVilliers said.

“I’m trying to keep this operation secret. Most people in the realm still think I’m dead—nobody will miss me. That’s why I’m not inviting the High Wizard, the captain of the Queen’s Guard, or the general of the army. If they disappear, people will notice, and wonder what they are up to—not to mention the effect their absence would have on the war effort.”

“So we were chosen because we’re unimportant?” DeVilliers said, tilting her head back and looking at him down her nose.

“Unfortunately, some of you are very important,” Ash said, “but you all have skills that we need for success. For instance, you are the best ship’s master this side of the Indio, and Talbot, you’re a member of Lyss’s personal guard, and you know Lyss better than anyone. Finn, you are an academy-trained wizard and apprentice healer, and we’ll need all the firepower we can get against these bloodsworn warriors. If you’re willing to take time away from your new calling.”

“Of course,” Finn said. “I will need to ask permission from Lord Vega, but—”

“We need to ask forgiveness, not permission,” Ash said. “If my mother forbids us to go, then it’s treason to disobey. Plus, if word leaks out to the empress’s spies, it will put all of our lives at risk, Lyss’s most of all.” As he said that, he was ambushed by a memory of the day of the attack at Oden’s Ford, when he’d wanted to tell his mentor, Joniah Balthus, that he was leaving, and Lila talked him out of it. It seemed like a lifetime ago.

“What about me?” Julianna said. “I want to help, but I’m not sure my skills fit this kind of mission.”

“Besides,” Finn said, taking her hand, “your absence will be noticed.”

“Hang on,” DeVilliers said, “let’s hear the plan, and then we can figure out what kind of crew we need.”

The “plan” was embarrassingly sketchy, given that they had little information about what they would find on the other side of the Indio. DeVilliers and Strangward were the only ones among them that had been anywhere near the Desert Coast. Strangward had no memory of being to the Northern Islands, but he had studied the history of the Nazari Empire and knew the Desert Coast as well or better than anyone.

“Let’s look at the map,” Ash said.

Strangward spread a map over the mosaic floor of the temple and they all leaned in.

“It is rumored that Celestine is rebuilding her capital amid the ruins of the old capital,” he said, pointing. “Here.”

“Her bloodsworn mentioned taking prisoners to a place called Celesgarde,” Talbot said.

Strangward looked up at her in surprise. “Right,” he said. “Celesgarde.”

“How well-protected is the harbor?” DeVilliers ran her finger over the spits of land enclosing the port. “Are there cannon on the heights?”

Strangward shook his head. “I don’t know. What I do know is that the islands are protected by a barrier of storms.”

“Really,” DeVilliers said, raising a skeptical eyebrow. “Storms that just . . . stay there. All the time.”

“It’s magery,” the pirate said. “A boundary created by the empress’s enemies. It’s kept her contained until recently.” He seemed to be picking his way carefully. “All I know is what I heard when I was young. The trick will be to get through it without sustaining so much damage that we can’t get out again.”

“You’re a weather mage, right?” Julianna said. “Can’t you do something about that?”

“I can’t count on it,” Strangward said. “These storms were created by a powerful stormlord. I’ve never tried to counter that kind of magic.”

“Any idea how many bloodsworn she has stationed there?” Talbot said.

Strangward shook his head.

“Well,” Julianna said, “we could fill a briefing book with everything we don’t know.”

“Maybe it’s better that we don’t know,” DeVilliers said, rolling her eyes. “We’d stay home.”

“I recommend that we make a stop in Tarvos,” Strangward said. “If there’s any ship that can get through to Celesgarde, it’s Sun Spirit. Plus, we could add to our numbers with my Stormborn crew.”

“I’ll match my Sea Wolf and my crew against any of yours,” Hadley said, lifting her chin and glaring at him.

“We’re not on-boarding anyone’s crew,” Ash said. The last thing he wanted was to set sail outnumbered by a crew blood-bound to Evan Strangward. “We’re going to have to get along with what we have.”

Now Strangward and DeVilliers were new-made allies. They both looked around the room, shaking their heads, as if unimpressed.

“No offense, but Strangward and I are the only sailors among us,” DeVilliers said. “We can’t sail with a crew of two, unless you intend to cross the Indio in a jolly boat.”

“Isn’t it likely that Celestine’s crew will recognize Sun Spirit and Sea Wolf both?” Julianna said. “You’ve each been sailing these waters for years. As soon as you’re spotted, she’ll know she’s under attack.”

“That can’t happen,” Ash said. “If it comes to a fight, it’s over.”