The Seeker - Isobelle Carmody [191]
Abruptly, I felt cold with premonition. Unlike Maryon and those of the Futuretell guild, my ability to see the future was restricted and infrequent. Most often, my premonitions were no more than a strong feeling of danger, but I had become accustomed to trusting them.
Sensing my mood, Maruman looked at me, his yellow eyes gleaming in the dull evening light. “Fear or no, you must do what must be done. You are the Seeker.”
“That’s what scares me most,” I sent. “If I fail …” Strangely, Rushton’s face and his words on the day of our moon fair came into my thoughts.
Life is a battle. You have to fight for what you believe in.…
“Even the funaga have their times of wisdom, rare though these come,” Maruman sent with oblique humor.
I laughed.
What will come of the Misfits’ alliance
with the rebel forces?
Includes two complete novels
ASHLING • THE KEEPING PLACE
THE NEXT BATTLEGAME to be played was called “the Ride.”
“I am for this,” I told Rushton, for a swift probing had told me there were horses in a corral just behind a clump of trees.
For a moment, our eyes met.
“Yes,” he said. “But, Elspeth, we have to do more than win this with speed and grace. We won the last game, I am sure, but we have to show some aggression. It sounds as if these Sadorians value that in the rebels, and we’re losing because of it.”
“I’ll try,” I said.