Haze of Dusk (A trilogy) by Immer C.H Read Free Book Online Page A

stuck-up woman opens a book that appears to be too heavy to carry—a million page book I’ll say. The pages swiftly flip, the speed decreases stopping on its destination. She rests a hand on her chin.
    “Jorsay Zayras, age fifteen… harpoon…”
    “That i s incor’rect, he will be with the olpes…” my eyes widen. In that short time they talked, could it be Srogeri told him the truth about me. Were they that allied… does Srogeri have such powerful connection? If so, why was he working in such a poor town like Duolic? “But it says here he is!” she burbles.
    “He WILL be with the olpes. Give him a vacant room with good warriors. People who can train him well and have been here for more than two years, ye comprehend?”
    “But sire , the leaders won’t like this…and if I do change it, I have to rewrite the schedule, and it will take a lot of my time. I am quite hungry, I haven’t eaten—”
    “Enough!” he breaks in.  “Simply do it,” he commands in a deep severe voice that intimidates me.  She whines like a small child. She places her hand over the book. The words that are in the page with my information erases, gradually, in a beautiful script, new writing appears.  A beige sheet appears in her hand. The sheet has words in a side and a map on the other.  She hands it to me, disliking me for making her work.  Before I could thank her, she screams, “next!” Ronneto and I walk back to the red door. I peek at my schedule quite thrilled. I can’t believe it, I’m out of Duolic. My smirk quickly turns into a frown, instead of nine hours of daily work I have twelve hours, but blown away I am when I see my schedule contains school work. 
     
     
    Jorsay Zayras age 15: Room 0322
    Daybreak Classes, Total: 6 hours
    Arithmetical focus: time—one hourglass-room 033
    Language: time— one hourglass-room 021
    Adversary communication: time— one hourglass- room 021
    Spell Containing: time— one hourglass- room 033
    Beginner Potion: time—one hourglass- room 023
    Magic Statistic Intro: time— one hourglass- room 014
    Midday Physical T raining: 6
    Battle field stati stic: time two hourglass
    Self defense training: time two hourglass
    Enemy identification: time two hourglass
     
    “Ah, Wizard Ronneto…why…why do I have twelve hours of classes? And why do I have arithmetical focus …I took…that is school work, not war work.” I bite my tongue for almost spilling words Judyala would say. He takes the schedule from my hand and analyzes it. He frowns. “By regulation a child seventeen or younger still has to be schooled.  Learning is forever’r young man, even if there is war’r…” he hands me the sheet and discreetly smirks. “But I bet ye already need no learning…” he says sneakily. I push my body away from him, his words startle me.  Does he know? Did Srogeri tell him something? We reach Srogeri, who partly smiles.
    “ Well, I have to head back. Soon is the instructor meeting.” Ronneto says to Srogeri. His eyes shift to me. “Young one, do not worry so much. Follow the map carefully. If ye ever get lost in this castle, simply find the red door. It will always bring ye back to the order room.” I smile at him and partially nod. I can tell he sometimes intends to talk clearer. “I will meet you in the assembly room in a tad,” Srogeri says, Ronneto nods and leaves us. I sneakily look at Srogeri. “Does he know?” I question in a whisper. Srogeri ignores my question and snatches the schedule from my hands. “Oh my, you’re going to take some quite interesting classes,” he mocks me .
    I scowl.
    “Why didn’t you tell me I was going back to school?” I hiss. He quickly looks at his surrounding and slowly leans forward. “You wanted this…well now you have it. Do not complain,” he scolds. I cross my hands on my chest. It infuriates me that I’m going to repeat classes I completed years ago—I dislike school work. I was in the last grade of my third year. Learning about