Take the Darkness...: Epic Fantasy Series by julius schenk, Manfred Rohrer Read Free Book Online

excitement and flush of emotions that she’d let his blood mix with hers. Already, she could feel the emotions in her body becoming stronger and stronger. She’d done so well to train herself over the years to feel nothing, and now she was certainly feeling something. She was actually enjoying walking along in the snow next to him, and had begun to realise the terrible depths of her loneliness before. It had been literally years since she’d talked to another person, and while he spoke in that dog tongue Northern, it was still conversation.
    She had to focus on the task at hand. He wasn’t her friend: he was the weapon in her hand to smash the new ways and bring her people back to their former glory.
    ‘So how far do we have to journey?’ Seth asked her.
    ‘Why, are you feeling cold and hungry already?’ She mocked.
    ‘Not at all,’ he said. Indeed, he wasn’t feeling the cold nearly as much, and his hunger had faded away completely. He tried to tell himself it was because of the fighting and the surge of excitement from battle, but he had the strong feeling he was changing in this place. She’d seemed much too willing for him to drink her blood. If he’d told someone about that, they would be disgusted, but he didn’t find it disgusting at all. Just natural, and that was even more part of the problem. This situation was starting to seem more and more normal when it was in fact strange beyond belief.
    ‘I just want to know where I’m going and what you want me to help you do,’ he said. Now that the coins were gone, his friends were safe and he had no real purpose of his own. It made him feel strange that in fact he’d probably just been a marching force in one direction, smashing anything that got in his way. It had been a very long time since he’d had ambitions of his own, other than survival. He’d once wanted to be a city guard or king’s guard, to wear the uniform and do his family proud, and now that seemed like such a small ambition, but still... the higher it seemed you reached, the more bodies you had to step on to reach them.
    ‘Soon you’ll see for yourself.’ She said.
    Seth stopped in the snow and let her keep walking ahead. Slowly, the woman, Silver turned back to him.
    ‘What?’ she asked in her old Northern dialect.
    He wasn’t going to do this anymore. At first, he’d gone along with her because in a battle she’d win, and to be honest it was hard not to trust something so beautiful. But looking at her again, with her long silver hair, silver tongue, and pale strange body, he really had no idea of what she wanted from him. Also, she loved fighting. He could see the excitement light in her eyes every time they encountered another group of roving howlers; while he was getting tired of dispatching these poor tortured things, she seemed to enjoy it. He had no idea what they were. The human dead. Was he destroying their souls? Or just their remains.
    ‘Tell me what we’re doing or that’s it. I have no idea why I’m even walking beside you. Who the hell are you?’
    This time she laughed out loud and clapped her hands. ‘You’re so feisty, it’s quite a feat. You’re my champion and you will help me, so stop all this nonsense.’ As she said the words, he felt again the sense of purpose. Of course he was going to help her: what else would he do, it made perfect sense now. Still, some nagging thought was burrowing at him. He wanted to know what they were doing even if he knew he’d do anything she asked. With great force of will and a feeling like he was literally being stabbed through the stomach, he managed to spat out his next words.
    ‘I will, but I still want to know what we’re doing.’
    Her blue eyes widened. ‘You really do have a lot of spirit. If it makes you feel better, I’ll tell you, but keep walking. We’ve a long way to go and you still need more training.’
    He was amusing, but also dangerous, and part of her wished she could just tell him her story, and