Growing Ripples
Roots of Creation Book 2
Jason Hamilton
Story Hobby Media
Copyright © 2018 by Jason Hamilton
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Publisher’s Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are a product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual people, living or dead, or to businesses, companies, events, institutions, or locales is completely coincidental.
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Contents
Read the Prequel
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Epilogue
Read the Prequel
Author’s Note
About the Author
Also by Jason Hamilton
1
“You know what’s interesting?” Naem said stepping up behind Jak. “We haven’t seen a single demon this entire trip. You don’t suppose we killed them all?”
Jak resisted the urge to look around the rolling hills searching for one of the demons. Instead, she adjusted her spear and pack strapped to her back and kept walking. Naem was right though. Everyone knew it was difficult to travel in small groups. Demons were monsters that used to be human, but through the misuse of magic lost their sanity and became animalistic killers. But their travelling group was small, and no one had seen hide nor hare of a demon. True, they had killed several thousand of them just over a month ago. But Jak wasn’t so certain they had seen the last of them.
“I don’t think so.” Her eyes were still fixed ahead of her at the horizon. Maybe just beyond that hill, she would see their destination…
Three weeks. That was how much time had passed since she and a few others had left Foothold. Left Jak’s mother, a Shadow Fae, in the nearby mountains. Left all the men and women who survived that gruesome demon attack. Jak had lost a lot in that battle. Including her best friend, Marek. Now she was done with adventures. All she wanted for her future was to study magic.
“Yeah, I guess that would be wishful thinking.” Naem continued, ignoring the fact that she wasn’t meeting his gaze. “After what Kuldain said…” he trailed off.
Jak knew what he was talking about. Before he died, Kuldain had hinted at higher power, someone or something that gave the orders.
Jak heard a sniff and glanced over to see another of her travel companions, Estel, sulking as usual. Skellig had decided that Estel could benefit from the structure of Watcher High Command, much to Jak’s annoyance. Though she had been oddly quiet through the journey. Jak liked to hope that the battle had changed her somewhat but didn’t really expect it. More than likely she just didn’t want to misbehave in front of their leader, Gabriel, the fourth and final member of their little group, and also the man who had first given her a brand. She stared at her left hand now, where the black lines ran on the back of her palm, past her wrist. She had found good uses for her magic, if not quite what it was meant for. Gifting was meant to imbue others with magical abilities. Use it wrongly and it could cause... violent reactions. So naturally she had used it to blow stuff up, including Kuldain, a Fae-hating Colonel who had turned out to be a demon himself.
Despite Naem’s attempts to start a conversation, she kept her eyes glued to the path in front of her, and beyond. She hadn’t said much to Naem during this whole trip, though it had been impossible to ignore him entirely. They had been close for a time, but after Marek’s death… well. She had needed some time to think about everything. But that was not the only reason she avoided his gaze. She was looking for the city. As if reading her thoughts, Gabriel approached.
“We’ll be there soon. I suggest we double our pace.”
That was all Jak needed; instantly she felt her legs gain new strength, and she watched for any sign of the city beyond the hill.
Another two hills and she saw it. Skyecliff. The greatest city this side of the mountains, Jak thought. Her pace slowed to a stop, and she just... looked at it. The city was perched alongside an ocean cliff, with towers larger than Jak had thought possible extending into the air. She had thought the tower at Foothold was tall. It was nothing compared to what she saw now.
“It’s quite a sight, isn’t it?” Gabriel stepped to her side and placed one hand on her shoulder. “Sometimes I forget, but it is a marvelous city, despite its share of problems.”
Jak almost asked what kind of problems such a magnificent work of human civilization could have, but Gabriel kept talking before she could say anything.
“You gave up a lot to come here, you showed great courage.”
Jak shrugged, not taking her gaze off the city, “I just want to learn.”
“Leaving your mother, especially given her... eh, changes. That can’t have been easy.”
Jak frowned. Why was he bringing this up now, while they were almost at their destination? It wasn’t like they could turn back now.
“I’ll see her again. Maybe after my studies, I can help her and the other Fae.”
“Indeed,” Gabriel said nodding slowly. “Well, you’ve already shown great promise so far. I’m still amazed that you managed to make a brand stick, even if it didn’t work the way it was supposed to.”
He was referring to the Flamedancer brand she had used to blow things up. If it had been used correctly, it would have imbued the object with fire magic.
“You’re sure I won’t get in trouble for that?” Jak asked for the hundredth time. “I know students aren’t allowed to give brands without supervision.”
Not to mention kill someone with them.
“Child, I may not be in charge at the college, but the one who is trusts me. I travel a lot, but I’m essentially the head teacher when I’m there. You have nothing to fear. Your circumstances were, shall we say, out of the ordinary.”
That was an understatement. But it still didn’t do much to ease her mind. She had done much more than use her gift without supervision. She had somehow managed to
give Naem more than one brand, something no Gifter had ever achieved. She did it to save his life, but she had never been able to replicate the process. Naem now had Toughness and Healing, in addition to his original Grace. But Jak had yet to figure out how she had done it. She couldn’t even get a single brand to stick for longer than a few moments before it malfunctioned, even with the training Gabriel had given her in the last few weeks. He told her to be patient and she was already far ahead of others at her level. But that didn’t stop Jak from wanting more.
“Well, let’s get a move on,” she said and marched down the hill towards Skyecliff.
If she thought the towers had looked large before, it was nothing like what they looked like up close. As they finally entered the gates, she thought she might fall backward just from looking up at the city. She didn’t even notice the guards lining the walls, or the small group of men Gabriel paused to speak with as they entered. All she could do was stare, first at the towers, then at the city around her.
It was nothing like what she had expected. There was something everywhere. She couldn’t even see the sea from where they stood. All around her were buildings, roads, markets, inns, and more. Everywhere she looked, she saw something man-made. For a moment, she felt like all the activity pressing in around her was trapping her away from the rolling hills and snow-capped mountains she was used to. But there was a beauty in Skyecliff, too.
Looking up, she saw the Royal Palace. That was where the queen herself lived!
“Do you think we’ll ever get to see the queen?” she asked Gabriel after he had finished speaking with the men at the gate.
Gabriel laughed. “I certainly hope not. Most people who see the queen these days are usually in some kind of trouble. She doesn’t make too many public appearances anymore.”
“Why is that?”
Gabriel shrugged. “Who knows? Keeps to herself these days, with only her most trusted advisors surrounding her. And personally, I wouldn’t trust them any farther than I could spit. Too many of their own interests take priority.”
Jak let Gabriel’s words wash over her. It didn’t sound like Gabriel had a high opinion of the queen. But... she was the queen, wasn’t she? She was supposed to be the one that served the people most, providing safety and security for the kingdom. At least, that was what Jak had heard, growing up. She tried to think back if her father had said much about her. Nothing came to mind. She knew now, thanks to her mother, that Rael, her father, had been a Watcher before her birth. The Watchers worked under the queen’s authority to take down supernatural threats. Naem was a Watcher too, and technically, so was Jak, though she had only been recruited after her father died and her village was attacked. Now that she was going to the college, continuing as a Watcher probably wouldn’t happen.
“Which way to the college?” she asked.
Gabriel pointed, and they began to walk again until Jak noticed Naem was not with them. In all the hustle and bustle, she had forgotten about him completely. Turning, she looked back to see him standing near the gate, watching them go.
Backtracking, she caught up to him. “Aren’t you coming?”
“I’ve got to report to the Watcher High Command. They’ll want a complete rundown of what happened.”
“How complete?” Jak asked narrowing her eyes. Certain things were best kept quiet.
“Okay, well maybe not a complete report.” He rubbed his sleeve as he spoke, where his extra brands lay. “But honestly, some secrets won’t stay quiet forever. I’ll have to tell someone eventually.”
Jak nodded. She didn’t like that idea, but Naem was right. They couldn’t keep it a secret forever.
“Okay, well... I guess I’ll see you around.”
Naem nodded back. “I hope so. Care to keep training together?”
She hesitated. They hadn’t trained together since before the demon battle. But she could use the practice, and Naem had been so patient with her. Perhaps she could spare a little time.
“I’ll see what my schedule is like at the college, but I’d like that.”
Naem smiled, showing his white teeth. She hadn’t seen him smile like that in days.
“Great! We’ll talk later then. It shouldn’t be too hard to find me.” He pointed north, closer to the palace. “Watcher High Command is that way. Just ask around, you’ll find it.”
Jak smiled and turned to go, shoving down her annoyance that Estel got to follow Naem. It was an awkward goodbye, but there was nothing Jak could do about that. Besides, her mind quickly busied itself with other things as she joined Gabriel and they made their way to the college.
“He’s a good young man,” Gabriel said after a moment.
“Yes, he is,” Jak said, almost to herself.
But there was no time to think about Naem now. She had too much else going on. She was about to embark on her training as a full Gifter. Maybe even become a full scholar. She’d get a chance to study history, art, magic, and military strategy. Any knowledge she wanted or had ever wanted to learn was available at the college. Or at least, that’s what Gabriel had told her.
They rounded a corner, and there it was. Jak sucked in her breath and her eyes widened. The college was a large, circular building with pillars holding up the roof on all sides. Behind the structure was a large, square courtyard, lined with what Jak guessed were the living quarters. Jak gaped. It was absolutely enormous. You could have fit all of Foothold in there and there would still be room to spare.
Gabriel chuckled at the expression on Jak’s face. “Come. It’s time I introduced you to some people.”
They stepped through a pair of giant oak doors, and Jak felt the cooling of the air as they entered the large stone edifice. It was darker in here, but the light of day still illuminated the room through rectangular openings in the walls. They were in a large open space with tables and desks lining the walls. Jak wasn’t sure what this room was used for, but she guessed it might be where they ate. In the center of the room was a large spiral staircase that led to a room above. What could be up there?
A woman hurried to meet them. She had a face that looked like it was chiseled from marble, pale and aloof. “Gabriel, I’m so glad you’re back. We have a situation.”
The woman leaned in and whispered something in his ear. Jak tried to look nonchalant as she did her best to listen. But she heard nothing.
Whatever it was, however, caused Gabriel’s typical cheery face to furrow. “Have the stables readied. I’ll rest tonight and set out early tomorrow morning.”
“What’s going on?” Jak couldn’t hold in her curiosity anymore. Gabriel was leaving again? But they had just arrived.
“And this is…?” The stern woman glanced at her briefly.
“Oh, I’m sorry. This is Jak, our newest Gifter. Jak, this is Mrs. Semwei. She’s the headmistress here, and you’ll listen to her as you would listen to me. She’s in charge when it comes to the administration of this place.”
Jak did her best to imitate a curtsy, though it was the first time she had ever needed to. Even the Lord Mayor of Riverbrook didn’t really stand on that kind of ceremony. Yet something about Mrs. Semwei demanded respect.
The woman nodded at Jak but turned back to Gabriel. “I’ll make sure she’s thoroughly acquainted with the customs here. You needn’t worry.”
“Thank you, Semwei. If you’ll excuse me.” Gabriel nodded to Semwei and Jak in turn. “I’ll be needing as much rest as I can get in the next few hours.” He turned to Jak. “Something has come up with one of our student excavation sites along the coast, and I need to investigate. I’ll be back shortly I expect. Maybe a day or two.”
As he laid a comforting hand on her shoulder, Jak nodded but she didn’t really like the idea. They had just arrived, and already her teacher was leaving. “When can I start my studies?” she asked as Gabriel turned to leave.
“Anytime you want, once Semwei shows you around. You don’t need me to teach you everything. Find a few books in the library.”
/> “You have a library?” Jak’s eyes lit up.
Gabriel only chuckled before leaving out the back.
Semwei regarded her down that pointed nose, looking at the spear strapped to Jak’s back. “Well, you’re a scrawny one. We’ll have to put some meat on those bones.”
Jak shifted uncomfortably. What should she say? “Um, yes ma’am.”
“Supper was two hours ago, but I suppose the cook can give you some leftovers for now. In the future, if you miss a meal, you do not eat. Understand?”
Jak nodded. She was pretty hungry now that she thought about it.
“Better hop to it. Bedtime begins promptly at ten o’clock. Listen for the bell tower from the Royal Cathedral. Do you go to church girl?”
Jak stammered at the unexpected question. “Um, not usually. I mean, our Lord Mayor sometimes read to us from the Annals of Adam, but other than that...”
“Well, you’ll need to fix that if you want to fit in here. Church service is in two days on High Morning in the Royal Cathedral. All little girls need to learn how to become respectable women after all. I require all students to attend.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Jak had never really thought about church. But she had seen the Royal Cathedral on her way in, attached to the Royal Palace itself. It was one of the largest, most impressive structures in Skyecliff. It might be worth going just to step foot in that building.
“Very good.” Semwei kept staring down her nose at Jak. “You’ll find a spare room out the back. You’ll pass the kitchen on the way. The library is up the stairs if you need it.”
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