{"id":122,"date":"2010-01-08T13:30:27","date_gmt":"2010-01-08T20:30:27","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/atfmb.com\/Evermist\/?p=122"},"modified":"2010-02-11T21:33:49","modified_gmt":"2010-02-12T04:33:49","slug":"chapter-sixteen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/atfmb.com\/Evermist\/2010\/01\/chapter-sixteen\/","title":{"rendered":"Chapter Sixteen"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a9 2010, Patrick Hester.\u00a0 All Rights Reserved<\/p>\n

Chapter Sixteen<\/h1>\n

Eli lay in his bunk, a bandage wound tightly around his head.\u00a0 Everything was a jumble in his mind.\u00a0 Narut sat on the edge of the bed with a cup of something foul smelling that the medic had ordered Eli to drink twice a day for the next week.<\/p>\n

“Putting it off longer isn’t going to make it taste any better,” Narut laughed.\u00a0 “In fact, I think it gets stronger the longer it sits.\u00a0 Like peppers.”<\/p>\n

Eli groaned, then took the cup and drained it without a second thought.\u00a0 He used to watch his little sister pin his little brother in the garden, then make him eat dirt.\u00a0 He imagined even that tasted better than this.<\/p>\n

“What will happen to them?” he wheezed.\u00a0 It was burning on the way down.\u00a0 He shuddered.<\/p>\n

“Probably execution.\u00a0 Or just send them to Evermist and let the island take care of them, I don’t know,” Narut sighed.\u00a0 “If that happens, we will have to watch for them.”\u00a0 He stood up and stretched.\u00a0 “You recognized him?” he asked.<\/p>\n

Eli nodded, remembering, then saw stars and doubled over.\u00a0 “I did,” he squeaked when he could catch a breath again.\u00a0 Headaches, they told him?\u00a0 He’d never had a headache so bad his stomach turned queasy.\u00a0 How hard had they hit him?<\/p>\n

<\/p>\n

“Someone paid them,” Narut said.\u00a0 “Paid them a lot.\u00a0 To kill you,” he added.\u00a0 “Any ideas who would want you dead?”<\/p>\n

Eli lay back, trying to breathe.\u00a0 His head hurt, his eyes hurt when he opened them and, for some reason, it even hurt a little to breathe, but there was a warmth spreading through him thanks to the medicine and that made him want to close his eyes and go to sleep.\u00a0 But he needed to be awake for just a little longer.\u00a0 His memory was more than a little foggy and that could be due to the combination of too much of that dark beer and the blows to the head.\u00a0 Still, he was not so far gone that he’d forgotten Fesh’s warnings and there was only one person he could think of who might want him dead so much that they would hire assassins.\u00a0 He trusted Narut enough to tell him the truth of it.<\/p>\n

“My father,” he said after a long silence.\u00a0 Narut whistled through is teeth.<\/p>\n

“A very strange family, my friend.\u00a0 You actually believe he would try to kill his son?\u00a0 You think he’d go that far, with Evermist looming on the horizon?”<\/p>\n

“I don’t know,” Eli muttered, trying not to shake his head.\u00a0 He suddenly worried over Millie.\u00a0 He’d written a letter to be delivered to his mother and left it with her.\u00a0 In it, he’d asked a lot of questions, some of them very difficult to even think about.\u00a0 She promised she would not deliver it herself, but what if she had?\u00a0 What if his father learned of her and decided she was the perfect weapon to use against him?\u00a0 He burned even thinking about that.<\/p>\n

“You can send her a letter, warning her,” Narut said, and Eli realized he’d spoken his thoughts about Millie out loud.\u00a0 “Adia will carry it for you, I’m sure she will.”<\/p>\n

“Thank you,” he said.\u00a0 “He really doesn’t want me coming back from Evermist. \u00a0I told you that.\u00a0 I’m a disappointment to him.\u00a0 I wasn’t the child he wanted me to be, the person he wanted me to be.\u00a0 Everything he wanted for me, I failed or refused.\u00a0 In the end, I suppose I had one last chance to redeem myself in his eyes, and I failed even that.\u00a0 It’s the only thing I can think of, the only reason for any of this.\u00a0 He can’t forgive me for failing him.”<\/p>\n

“What was it?\u00a0 This last thing?” Narut asked.<\/p>\n

Eli didn’t answer.\u00a0 He turned to the wall, sleep whispering to him now, his body relaxing, the pain dulling.\u00a0 He didn’t want to talk about this anymore, didn’t want to believe what he’d come to believe, but it was the only thing he could think of that made any sort of sense.<\/p>\n

Weeks before his conscription, weeks before any of this had started, his father dragged him away from the Tower of Valles, face flushed red, anger raging in his eyes.\u00a0 He told him that day that he’d failed him for the last time, and that night he’d been strapped til his father’s arm could no longer lift the strip of leather.<\/p>\n

All because of something he had absolutely no control over.<\/p>\n

The Magistrate alone could choose his Apprentice.<\/p>\n

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