Legacy of the Blood (The Threshold Trilogy) (2 page)

Chapter Two: An Unexpected Guest

Ri’sel was taken to the nearest medical tent, and then Adesina
retreated to her own for some undisturbed thinking. Her heart was pounding and
her mind was racing. She could hardly keep her expression free from the rage
and fear that coursed through her entire being.

She knew she would have to act quickly, for the news of her
husband’s capture would spread through the L’avan camp like wildfire. For now,
she had to focus on getting herself under control.

It was frightening how strongly she had been affected by those few
words.
The Shimat,
Ri’sel had said—the most secret and deadly
organization of assassins; the society in which she had been raised, and to
which she had been loyal until she had been shown their true colors; the group
of people responsible for the massacre of her people only five short years ago.
The Shimat were continuing in their attempts to wipe the L’avan from the earth,
and they had captured L’iam in the process.

Adesina felt the flaring heat of anger shoot outward from her
chest, and it overpowered every other emotion. The Shimat had taken so much
from her already, and she wasn’t about to let them take anymore.

Her strongest inclination was to jump on a horse and race off to
rescue her husband. Every moment was of great importance when it came to such
formidable enemies.

The young queen shook her head and paced back and forth in her
tent.

The first thing she had to do was reassure her people. She was
their leader now, and they would turn to her for some sense of comfort. She had
only been queen for a short time, but they trusted her with their lives. L’iam
always said that they had to put the needs of their people above their own. He
had taught her that being a true leader meant sacrificing on behalf of those
being led. Adesina would do her part and make sure that the L’avan were safe
and prepared for any danger that may arise.

Once that was done, she was going after her husband.

Ravi entered her tent with a gentle expression on his face. He
could see that she was torn between the urge to leave immediately and the
knowledge of her responsibilities.

“We will find him, Ma’eve, but we must take precautions before
leaving. Taking time to do that does not slow your mission—it raises your
chances of success.”

She nodded, knowing he was right. There was a clear plan in her
mind, and her heart settled from her frenzied need for action to cool
determination.

Adesina would make the Shimat pay for what they had done.

She strode from the tent, her guardian following close behind. A
crowd of L’avan was already forming just outside, and they followed her as she
made her way through the camp.

“Your Majesty, is it true?”

“Has the king been captured by the Shimat?”

“What are we to do?”

Adesina held up a hand to silence them and spoke calmly, not
breaking her stride. “I will be addressing our people on the green in ten
minutes. Spread the word, please.”

The crowd instantly dispersed, running to gather together the
L’avan. Wren’na stayed at Adesina’s side, and Adesina placed a hand on her arm.

“I need to speak to E’nes immediately. Could you run and fetch
him?”

She nodded and hurried away, leaving Adesina with Ravi.

The Rashad turned his large feline eyes on the young queen as they
continued walking towards the open area where the L’avan held large gatherings.
“You cannot rescue L’iam on your own, dear one.”

“I will not be alone. You are always with me.”

He shook his head. “That is not enough for what is coming.”

Adesina gave him a sharp glance. “Have you had a vision of the future?”

“No,” he replied softly, “but that does not mean I cannot see
where this path will take you.”

She clenched her jaw and spoke stiffly, keeping a tight reign on
her emotions. “The last time I went up against the Shimat, half of those with
me died. I will not make that same mistake.”

“If you go alone you will die, and L’iam will be lost forever,”
Ravi said flatly.

Adesina’s head whipped around to stare at her guardian, and she
felt a wave of icy fear douse her angry determination. She had not considered
what might happen if she failed. “I will consider your words,” she said
reluctantly.

A crowd was already forming when she arrived on the green. Her
subjects kept a respectful distance from her, knowing that she would address
them when she was ready. Adesina walked over to the roughly constructed
platform that stood at the far end and sat on the edge, waiting for the rest of
her people to assemble.

Within a few minutes she saw E’nes running toward her, and she
stood to meet him.

“Wren’na told me that L’iam has been captured! Is it true?”

Adesina spoke in a quiet voice. “Yes, it is true.”

Her brother paled, with an expression of dismay on his face. “What
are we going to do?”

The young queen clenched her fists as she replied, “We will get
him back.”

E’nes nodded, but he looked troubled. “How? We do not know where
he has been taken. Surely they would not imprison him in the Shimat
fortress—not after we have successfully rescued our people from there before.”

Adesina frowned. “No, I do not think they would do something so
predictable. They will probably keep him on the move, making it difficult for
us to track him.”

He studied her eyes, seeing the resolve there. “You are going
after him personally.”

There was a hint of question in his voice, and Adesina nodded to
confirm his suspicion.

“What about our people? What about this settlement?”

She placed a hand on her brother’s arm. “That is why I need your
help. I need you to act as regent while I am gone.”

E’nes snorted at the idea. “Adesina, I have never been a statesman.
I am a simple soldier.”

“K’eb could help you,” she insisted. “He knows as much about
running things around here as I do. Besides, the people trust you and they will
listen to what you say.”

“I would much rather come with you,” he said stubbornly.

She smiled fondly. “I know you would, but I need you here.”

E’nes had come to trust his sister implicitly, even if she was
five years younger than him. He wanted to argue, but he simply nodded. “I will
stay here and help our people… on one condition.”

Adesina quirked an eyebrow at him, giving him a slight warning.
“Oh?”

He smiled broadly. “You have to promise to take five men of my
choosing with you.”

“Ha!” she barked. “Absolutely not.”

“Four men,” he bargained.

“Two,” she said flatly.

“Three men,” E’nes countered.

Adesina shook her head. “I will take two men of your choosing. No
more, E’nes.”

“I would accept her offer, E’nes,” advised Ravi. “She told me she
would
think
about taking someone with her.”

“Very well,” said E’nes quickly. “Two men.”

She gave both of them a sharp glance as she stepped onto the
platform. “We will work out the details later.”

Her brother folded his arms across his chest. “If you think you
can talk me out of it, you are sadly mistaken.”

Adesina hid a soft smile at her brother’s concern and turned to
face the crowd of L’avan. She connected with her
vyala
and used it to
manipulate her voice so that it sounded as if she was standing directly in
front of each listener.

“Children of L’avan, I am afraid that I have some very troubling
news. My uncle returned from a diplomatic mission less than an hour ago, and
reported that King L’iam was taken by the Shimat.”

Alarmed murmurs ran through the crowd, but the gathered people
waited for her to continue.

“I know you can all understand how frightened that makes me feel.
No one knows better than I what the Shimat are capable of doing.” She paused to
take a deep breath and calm her emotions. “In spite of our fear, we must not
lose hope. King L’iam is a warrior—strong in body, mind, and heart. He will not
give up until he has returned to us, and neither shall we!”

Tears ran down many faces, but they all looked up at her with
trust and belief in their eyes.

“I will lead a small party to track his location and rescue him
from our enemies. My brother, E’nes, will act as regent in my absence. You will
continue with your duties in building up this settlement, and we will contact
the Governor of Yavar to request more military support. I will not allow our
enemies to destroy our new home or terrorize us with their plots. I will rescue
our king, and you will create a stronghold from which he can lead our people.
We shall continue in our attempts to reach out to the rest of humanity, and we
will stand united against the evils of the Shimat!”

A small cheer erupted from the crowd, and the air was filled with
their determination.

“I will meet with my counselors in my tent after this assembly,
and we will work out the details of the plan. By tomorrow morning we will send
out news of our decisions, and we will put them into action. For now, go back
to your tents and pray for our king.”

The L’avan slowly dispersed, except for the handful of people that
served as her counselors. Adesina hopped down from the platform and began
walking to her tent. Ravi, E’nes, and the advisors all followed her.

Cor’a, her maid, had everything in her tent set up for a meeting
by the time they arrived. She gave a quick curtsey and left without a word.
Once again, Adesina marveled at the efficient young woman. She had even found
time to lay out refreshments for the queen and her guests.

Adesina took her place at the head of the table and waited for the
others to be seated. There was no chair directly to her right, and that was
where Ravi settled himself.

“You should eat something, dear one,” her guardian said quietly,
his eyes on the food and drink set out by Cor’a.

The young queen shook her head. “Not now.”

“You will need your strength,” he reminded her.

“I know,” she replied. “I will eat later.”

The advisors seemed just as eager to begin the conference, and the
refreshments went untouched. They all sat on the edge of their seats, anxious
for their queen to speak. It was traditional—but not necessary—that the leader
speak first.

Adesina took a small breath and steeled herself against the opposition
she anticipated from the conservative council members. “I know that many of you
disagree with my decision to go after the king personally. Let us begin by
getting those arguments out of the way.”

There were several wry smiles, but they didn’t pretend that she
was incorrect.

“Your Majesty,” started a white-haired woman, “our people have
been through many grievous trials over the last several years. They were only
just beginning to feel secure again. Now we have had this terrible news about
King L’iam, and once again we feel the fear and uncertainty that comes from
losing a beloved leader.”

“L’iam is not lost,” snapped Adesina. “He has been captured, and
we will bring him home.”

The woman inclined her head. “I know that is your intent, your
Majesty, but the people are still afraid. I could see it on their faces.”

The queen could not deny it. She had seen the same expressions of
alarm and despair in their eyes.

The aged counselor went on. “The L’avan need to feel that sense of
security again. They need to know that the monarchy will be preserved through
this tragedy. King L’iam is the last of the previous royal family, and you are
the only tangible tie the people have of him right now. If you leave, the
L’avan will lose hope.”

Another advisor interjected. “And what will happen if both of you
die? Who will become the leader of the L’avan? King L’iam’s cousins died in the
same battle that killed King L’unn and Crown Prince L’on.”

Adesina didn’t have an answer to that question, but one of the
other counselors did.

“King L’unn’s sister, Lady L’elia, is still living in Yavar.
Although, I doubt she would be willing to take the throne. There are the
children of King L’iam’s cousins, but they are still very young. And there are
also a number of second cousins to King L’iam. King L’unn’s father had
several—”

“Stop!” Adesina felt anger boiling up inside her chest. Her
husband had only been captured a few days ago, and they were already talking
about finding his heir. “I will hear no more of such talk.”

Her advisors had the grace to look ashamed, but one spoke up
quietly. “It is your decision that makes such talk necessary, your Majesty. If
you stay, we know who our leader is. If you go, we must prepare for the worst.”

The young queen took a moment to calm herself and unclench her
fists, but her tone was still rather stiff. “I understand your concerns, but
you must see that my choice is the best one. I was trained by the Shimat, so I
am the most logical person to lead the rescue mission. I am King L’iam’s best
chance for survival. E’nes has agreed to act as regent in my absence, and he
will have the help and support of all of you.”