“How old
are you, Gevin?”
“Thirteen,
sir.”
“A little
young to be working on a trade vessel?”
“Too
young to enlist in the Royal Navy, too old for the orphanage, sir. An
apprenticeship is all I can do at the moment.” The boy looked down. “While I am
at it, I may as well see a bit of the world.”
“I see.
Where are you from?”
Gevin
straightened, pushing his chest out slightly. “The Ataraxian Archipelago, sir.
But I’ve been on the Cissonius three
years, sir.”
Tork
studied his face. “The Ataraxian Archipelago. Beautiful islands.”
“Yes,
sir.” Gevin arranged the tea, food, and plates on the table.
“It is a
shame what happened to the island nation of Dagny. Invasion by goblins….” The
wizard shook his head and gazed quietly at the boy.
The boy’s
face fell.
“Well,
there’s no need dwelling on the past.” Tork stood and brushed off a sleeve.
“I’ll go
back.” A look of steely determination settled in Gevin’s eyes.
“What?”
“Someday,
I’ll go back and claim what is rightfully mine. And then my people can return.”
The
wizard smirked. “You’re the son of Sava Zoric, aren’t you? I’d recognize that
red hair anywhere.”
The boy
blushed and nodded.
***
Angela Myron is the author of the middle grade fantasy series Ennara and a stack of technical manuals on everything from nonlinear editing to data encryption. She lives in Whittier, California, with her husband and their twins.
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4 comments:
Interesting information in this excerpt. Thanks for sharing.
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Great excerpt!
Thanks Debby & Jennifer!
I already like Gevin so much!
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