new home.”
Channing, the first elemental I’d ever known with a deformity (and even though I’d seen it happen, I was still stunned), stood and used the air to buffer himself.
“I should kill that human for this,” he snarled, waving at his missing leg.
It was my turn to stand in. I put myself between Channing and Rylee. “You really want to see which one of us is stronger? It’s out of respect for my father that I haven’t leveled you. Channing .” I couldn’t help the smirk on my face. No doubt he thought he could pass off ‘Channing’ as his given name and not some name he’d chosen in hopes of impressing ladies. What a douche.
His face slowly darkened and he lifted his hands. Seriously, he was going to pick a fight in front of my father? That was an air elemental for you.
But I welcomed it. I wanted to throw his ass into the ground and beat the smug superiority out of him. He flexed his fingers and the wind picked up again.
Oh yeah, now we were talking.
“Jonathan, get back.”
He pulled the dragon scale book out of my shoulder pack and ran to crouch beside Rylee where she had fought her way almost out of the earth, her arms and chest free of the hot sand. That in itself was impressive. “Kick his ass, Lark,” she growled.
“Oh, I plan to.”
Except, I should have taken into account that my father was standing right there. As good as I was, my father was more experienced and he knew how to stop me. My legs were incased in stone in a matter of seconds, and I never saw it coming. The material grew and wrapped around my entire lower body before the top burst into vines that wrapped my arms tightly and stopped me from moving.
“Larkspur. For breaking your conditions, you will be placed in an oubliette for an unknown quantity of time.” Again, the sorrow was heavy in his voice, but this time it just pissed me off.
“You know I did the right thing!” I yelled at him, fighting the bonds around me, but the Earth ignored me for my father.
This must happen, child. You are nor forsaken. The mother goddess whispered through my mind but it didn’t soften what was about to happen.
He was king, even if I was stronger than him. I’d forfeited my rights to take the throne and once again, I was paying the consequences.
“Right is not the question. You have disobeyed me. For the last time.” Now there was a bite to his words and it flared my own anger.
“Right is the question! This world would be in a better place if the elementals got off their asses and—” The rest of my words were choked off as the vine curled around my neck and mouth. I rolled my eyes to Rylee, saw the anger in her, the desire to strike out. I bit through the vines. “Find me, Rylee.”
And then the ground opened and took me.
Chapter 12
Rylee
“YOU CAN’T DO this,” I snarled, pulling myself the rest of the way out of the dirt and lifting my sword as the ground gave a final burp and Lark completely disappeared. Her words rang in my ears, settled into my bones. I would find her. I would Track her and get her out of whatever the hell the oubliette was.
Her father eyed me. “You have to leave now, Blood of the Lost. It is not your time.” He flicked his hand at me and the sword leapt from my fingers and raced toward him. He took it and tucked it to disappear under his shirt.
“What the hell?” I stood stunned at how fast things were going downhill.
“I will take the child as well. You can be assured he will be safe. He is no more human than you and does not belong in their world.”
“His parents are looking for him. They deserve closure.”
The elemental shook his head. “No, his parents are long dead, his foster parents are the ones he was taken from. They will not miss him seeing as they were trying to sell him.” My jaw dropped with that little revelation, as the elemental continued to stare at me. ‘’There are many forces that would use this child and his abilities. We must keep him as
Channing, the first elemental I’d ever known with a deformity (and even though I’d seen it happen, I was still stunned), stood and used the air to buffer himself.
“I should kill that human for this,” he snarled, waving at his missing leg.
It was my turn to stand in. I put myself between Channing and Rylee. “You really want to see which one of us is stronger? It’s out of respect for my father that I haven’t leveled you. Channing .” I couldn’t help the smirk on my face. No doubt he thought he could pass off ‘Channing’ as his given name and not some name he’d chosen in hopes of impressing ladies. What a douche.
His face slowly darkened and he lifted his hands. Seriously, he was going to pick a fight in front of my father? That was an air elemental for you.
But I welcomed it. I wanted to throw his ass into the ground and beat the smug superiority out of him. He flexed his fingers and the wind picked up again.
Oh yeah, now we were talking.
“Jonathan, get back.”
He pulled the dragon scale book out of my shoulder pack and ran to crouch beside Rylee where she had fought her way almost out of the earth, her arms and chest free of the hot sand. That in itself was impressive. “Kick his ass, Lark,” she growled.
“Oh, I plan to.”
Except, I should have taken into account that my father was standing right there. As good as I was, my father was more experienced and he knew how to stop me. My legs were incased in stone in a matter of seconds, and I never saw it coming. The material grew and wrapped around my entire lower body before the top burst into vines that wrapped my arms tightly and stopped me from moving.
“Larkspur. For breaking your conditions, you will be placed in an oubliette for an unknown quantity of time.” Again, the sorrow was heavy in his voice, but this time it just pissed me off.
“You know I did the right thing!” I yelled at him, fighting the bonds around me, but the Earth ignored me for my father.
This must happen, child. You are nor forsaken. The mother goddess whispered through my mind but it didn’t soften what was about to happen.
He was king, even if I was stronger than him. I’d forfeited my rights to take the throne and once again, I was paying the consequences.
“Right is not the question. You have disobeyed me. For the last time.” Now there was a bite to his words and it flared my own anger.
“Right is the question! This world would be in a better place if the elementals got off their asses and—” The rest of my words were choked off as the vine curled around my neck and mouth. I rolled my eyes to Rylee, saw the anger in her, the desire to strike out. I bit through the vines. “Find me, Rylee.”
And then the ground opened and took me.
Chapter 12
Rylee
“YOU CAN’T DO this,” I snarled, pulling myself the rest of the way out of the dirt and lifting my sword as the ground gave a final burp and Lark completely disappeared. Her words rang in my ears, settled into my bones. I would find her. I would Track her and get her out of whatever the hell the oubliette was.
Her father eyed me. “You have to leave now, Blood of the Lost. It is not your time.” He flicked his hand at me and the sword leapt from my fingers and raced toward him. He took it and tucked it to disappear under his shirt.
“What the hell?” I stood stunned at how fast things were going downhill.
“I will take the child as well. You can be assured he will be safe. He is no more human than you and does not belong in their world.”
“His parents are looking for him. They deserve closure.”
The elemental shook his head. “No, his parents are long dead, his foster parents are the ones he was taken from. They will not miss him seeing as they were trying to sell him.” My jaw dropped with that little revelation, as the elemental continued to stare at me. ‘’There are many forces that would use this child and his abilities. We must keep him as
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