Elaine Cunningham - Honor Bound

Vishni blinked. "Well. Thatexplains a few things."

"I'll go with you," Honorpromised. "There are things Fox and Delgar need toknow."

"Then you tellthem!"

"I will, but I can't findmy way into the tunnels without you."

"I'll show you! There's atunnel opening in the curiosity room. I'll go with you part way.Tell them that I got distracted by a story. They will believethat."

"Vishni."

Something in Honor's toneseemed to penetrate the fairy's hysteria. She took a long steadyingbreath. "I'll come with you."

"There's a way to undothis," Honor said. "An elfin spell, very old and dark. You shouldbe able to reclaim your magic from the imps."

She snatched a cloak from ahook on her wall and draped it over Vishi. They hurried down to thecuriosities rooms and headed for the cage.

But the creatures weregone. Only a scattering of dust, rust colored and smelling faintlyof brimstone, remained on the floor of the cage.

Someone had gotten herefirst.

"We'll find another way,other magic," Honor promised. "But we've got to get your outnow."

Vishni raise one clawedhand to point. "This way-"

A man stepped out frombehind a cabinet, a tall fair-haired man with a narrow, austereface. He was neither young nor old, and he looked much as he hadtwo hundred years ago, when he left the forest on a mission ofdiplomacy.

Honor stared at the livingghost. And everything she'd learned about Sevrin's recent historyfell suddenly, horribly into place.

A sardonic smile twistedthe man's lips. "I see you remember me, cousin, even after thesemany years."

Honor dropped a hand ontoVishni's shoulder. "Explosions," she said. "Big ones. Rightnow."

Manic glee suffused thefairy's ravaged face. She flung both arms high, filling the roomwith an illusion of bright lights and whirlingfireworks.

It was an act ofdesperation; for a fairy on the edge of chaos, casting magic of anykind could push her over. But it had the desired effect. Guardscame running, and Honor could hear Rhendish shouting commands as herushed to protect his precious collection.

She seized Vishni's handand dragged her through the magical storm toward the bookcase."Open the door. I'm right behind you."

The fairy dropped to herknees and began to fling books aside. Honor ran to interceptRhendish. She drove a fist into his jaw and slung his limp bodyover her shoulder.

She ran to the portal,ignoring the fire in her arm, and dropped the unconscious adept tothe floor. After a moment, Vishni got the idea and helped pull himthrough. Honor ducked in after and slammed the doorshut.

She crouched over Rhendishand slapped his face until he woke up. His eyes shifted to thehalf-transformed fairy and widened.

"We need to leave," Honorsaid. " Now ."

"Do we?" Rhendish saidcoolly. He sat up and brushed an imaginary bit of dust from theshoulder of his blue tunic. "And why would that be?"

"Because I'm leaving, andI'm bound to you for a year and a day."

The adept scoffed. "Youhave a strange notion of 'service.' I see no reason for me to leavemy own manor."

Honor shook her head. "It'snot your manor anymore."

"No?"

"No. Eldreath isback."