The Ambassador’s Mission: Book One of the Traitor Spy Trilogy by Trudi Canavan Read Free Book Online Page A

Kyralia and Elyne their independence. Both countries abolished slavery, though there was some resistance.”
    Lorkin looked at the pile of books, documents and notes. “That’s not what we’re taught in the University.”
    Dannyl chuckled. “No. And the version of history you were taught was even less sanitised than what I learned as a novice.” He tapped the next pile. “My generation never knew that Kyralian magicians once used black magic, taking strength from their apprentices in exchange for magical teaching. It was one of the most difficult truths for us to accept.”
    The younger magician eyed the fourth pile of books with cautious curiosity. “Are they the books my father found under the Guild?”
    “Some of them are copies of what he unearthed. With any dangerous information about black magic removed.”
    “How are you going to write a history of that time without including information about black magic?”
    Dannyl shrugged. “So long as there’s nothing instructive, there is no danger of anyone learning how to use it from what I write.”
    “But … Mother says that you have to learn black magic from the mind of a black magician. Surely you can’t learn it from books?”
    “We don’t think it can be, but we’re not taking the risk.”
    Lorkin nodded, his expression thoughtful. “So … the Sachakan War is next? That’s a big stack of books.”
    “Yes.” Dannyl regarded the generous pile of books and records beside the “independence” one. “I sent out word that I wanted records from that time, and I’ve received a steady stream of diaries, accounts and records from throughout the Allied Lands ever since.” At the top of the pile was a little book he’d found in the Great Library twenty years ago, that had first alerted him to the possibility that the Guild’s version of history might be wrong.
    “You must have that time well covered.”
    “Not completely.” Dannyl told him. “Most of these records are from lands other than Kyralia. There are still gaps in the history. We know that Kyralian magicians drove the Sachakan invaders out and won the war, and then conquered and ruled Sachaka for a time. We know that the wasteland that weakened the country wasn’t created for several years after the war. But we don’t know how they kept the Sachakan magicians under control, or how they created the wasteland.”
And what is the treasure that the Elynes claimed to have loaned or given to the Kyralians, which was then lost, along with its secrets?
Dannyl felt a familiar, strangely pleasant frustration. There were still mysteries to be explored, and this was one of the more intriguing ones.
    “Why don’t you have records from Kyralia?”
    Dannyl sighed. “It’s possible they were destroyed when the Guild banned black magic. Or they might have been lost during the war. So much of history has been muddled. For instance: we’re taught that Imardin was levelled during the Sachakan War, but I now have maps from before and after the war that show a similar street pattern. A few hundred years later, however, we have an entirely new street pattern – the one we know today.”
    “So … the age of the maps is wrong, or something levelled the city later. Did anything dramatic happen after the Sachakan War?”
    Dannyl nodded and picked up the book on top of the next, much smaller pile. Lorkin hummed in recognition.
    “The Guild Record.” His eyes widened in understanding. “The Mad Apprentice did it!” Lorkin reached out and took the book, flicking to the final entries. “
It is over
,” he read. “
When Alyk told me the news I dared not believe it, but an hour ago I climbed the stairs of the Lookout and saw the truth with my own eyes. It is true. Tagin is dead. Only he could have created such destruction in his final moments
. His power was released and destroyed the city.”
    Dannyl sighed, shook his head, took the book off Lorkin and put it back on the pile. “Tagin had just defeated the