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Copyright ©2008 by Ardyth DeBruyn

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CONTENTS

Chosen Sister

Chapter One: Village Raid

Chapter Two: The Child Warrior

Chapter Three: Sisterly Love

Chapter Four: Austyn’s Quest

Chapter Five: On the Run

Chapter Six: Danger in the Forest

Chapter Seven: The Clearing of Whispering Secrets

Chapter Eight: More Trouble

Chapter Nine: A Castle

Chapter Ten: The Unicorn Sword

Chapter Eleven: The Shadowsoul

Chapter Twelve: Flight to the Mountains

Chapter Thirteen: Down the River

Chapter Fourteen: Mt. Iseeney

Chapter Fifteen: A Space of Peace

Chapter Sixteen: The Journey Resumes

Chapter Seventeen: The Caves of Sorrow

Chapter Eighteen: A Test for Austyn

Chapter Nineteen: The Sword of Chivalry

Chapter Twenty: Night Journey

Chapter Twenty-One: At the Red Wizard’s Dark Castle

Chapter Twenty-two: The Child Warrior

Chapter Twenty-three: The Chosen Queen

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Chosen Sister

by

Ardyth DeBruyn

Wild Child Publishing.com

Culver City, California

Chosen Sister

Copyright © 2009

by Ardyth DeBruyn

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Chapter One: Village Raid

“Reina!”

The way Mama shouted her name told Reina she needed to hide again. She dropped the broom she’d been using to sweep the bedroom floor and raced into the kitchen. Mama, her face white, stood by the door, holding Austyn’s arm. She thrust him at Reina.

“Into the woods—hurry.”

Reina nodded, pushing down her fear, and grabbed Austyn’s hand. “We have to run,” she told her little brother, keeping her voice calm. “It’s a race.”

His eyes wide, he nodded. Although he was only six, he understood the situation just as much as she did—but he played “the game” along with everyone else.

It was a beautiful May morning, with puffy white clouds in the sky and birds singing, no sign of evil anywhere—but that didn’t fool Reina. She pulled Austyn forward, and they dashed across the grass towards the line of trees marking the woods.

She heard a cry and glanced off to their right, where her friends Lilia and Bryan also ran towards the woods.

“Let’s win,” she said to Austyn as they hurried forward across the field. “We’ll get a prize.” Safety is the prize. At eleven years old, Reina had experience with raids. Not getting caught was all that mattered.

A piercing cry split the bright morning. Reina looked back and saw black shapes in the sky. She snapped her gaze forward again; the edge of the woods seemed too far away! Lilia and Bryan had almost reached it. She pulled on Austyn’s hand, and he gave a little sob while stumbling after her. Someone screamed behind them, but Reina didn’t dare look back.

Austyn fell, and, grabbing both his hands, Reina dragged him towards the woods. As they reached the trees, she looked back and saw Kylen, one of the village boys, running, a harpy swooping down at him. She bared the fangs on her cold, human-like face. Her black wings spread wide, she reached for him with clawed feet. Reina had never seen one so close. The warning had come late this time.

The harpy’s claws grasped Kylen’s shirt. Pushing Austyn into the bushes, Reina grabbed two rocks and hurled one of them at it. The first rock fell short, and she hissed in annoyance. The harpy yanked Kylen into the air.

The sky above the village had turned dark with more harpies, driving the men and women of the village out of their homes. Reina forced herself to concentrate. She hefted the second rock, and, to her surprise, it smacked the harpy straight in the face. With a blood-curdling shriek, the harpy dropped Kylen.

“Run!” Reina cried, grabbing another rock. Kylen dashed for the trees as the harpy fixed her dark, beady eyes on Reina. Reina threw the rock, but the harpy saw it coming and dodged. Reina ducked back into the woods, rolling under the bush where she had shoved Austyn.

In the past, they had always made it into hiding before the harpies reached the village. The forest supposedly had a charm on it, cast by the Gold Wizard himself; but would it work when the harpy had seen them there moments ago? Reina hoped so.

The harpy flew low along the tree line, gazing intently into the bushes. Reina held her breath and felt Austyn trembling beside her. She put her arm around him and clutched him close to her.

“It’ll be all right,” she whispered into his ear.

He sniffed a little, and his grip on her arms tightened. She winced.

“I wish it would die.” She barely heard his whisper.

Me too. The harpy paused level with their bush and seemed to stare right at them. A flash of anger swept through Reina. She hated being terrified and hated what fear did to Austyn as well. Her fingers crept through the dirt, tightening around a sharp rock. She looked into Austyn’s tearful eyes, and he gave a barely visible nod. A strange heat zinged between them like static electricity, and Reina’s hand twitched.

Courage filled her, and she ducked out from the bush, stood, and hurled the stone. To her amazement, it hit the harpy in the chest, sharp edge first. The stone lodged into the creature’s flesh, and the harpy dropped from the sky, a stunned look on its face. Reina ducked back down, drawing Austyn into her arms.

“Is it dead?”

“I hope so.” To distract him further while they lay in the dirt, trying to ignore the shouts from the village, she whispered a story into his ear like she usually did, making it up as she went along. Austyn relaxed, and Reina’s thudding heart calmed. Just when she worried she couldn’t imagine any new things for the hero to do, the all-clear bell in the village rang.

Reina helped Austyn out from the bush and stretched her stiff muscles before searching for her friends. The other village children clustered around something on the ground just outside of the woods. Austyn ran forward.

“Wait!” Reina called, but he was out of her reach, already pushing his way through the other children.

Reina followed and gasped when she caught a glimpse of the object. It was indeed the harpy—dead.

“We killed it!” Austyn shouted, waving his hands in the air.

Reina couldn’t help smiling, although she wondered if the Red Wizard would know one of his harpies was dead and come after them.

Kylen grinned at her, his red-blond hair hanging in his eyes, and his freckled face muddy. “I guess I owe you one, Straw-hair.”

Reina shrugged, embarrassed. He’d called her that ever since the time she fell in one of the stables while chasing him and got her hair full of straw. She decided she preferred trying to dunk him in the pond or hitting him with a mud ball to saving his life.

The bell sounded again. The parents must be worried. She grabbed Austyn’s hand again.

“We’d better go,” Lilia said, echoing her thoughts, and they trudged back to the village.

Reina scanned the waiting adults gathered in the village square around the well, searching for her parents. While the harpies targeted children, sometimes they killed adults when they thought they were hiding something. She let out her breath in relief when she spied her mother, looking weary and pale. Austyn ran forward, still shouting about how they’d killed a harpy.

Reina glanced at her father and frowned in worry. He had a black eye and a scratch down his cheek. He smiled at her, although she sensed his concern. “I’m fine, honey. But what’s this about killing a harpy?”

Reina gulped, and her hands shook. Not once had she ever heard of anyone killing a harpy. Her father wrapped his arm around her.

“Well.” Her voice cracked, and she cleared her throat. “It was going to get Kylen, so I threw some rocks. Then we hid, but it didn’t leave, and Austyn said, kill it. And…. “She trailed off, unsure how to describe what had made her stand up and throw the rock.

Loud wails interrupted them, and Reina glanced up and saw Talia, the baker’s wife. She looked back at her father, who appeared grim. He shook his head. “They didn’t hear the warning in time, so they tried to hide Dylan in the cellar.”

Reina shut her eyes and shuddered. Of course the harpies had taken him. She could hardly believe that Dylan, a giggly boy of eight who shared pastries with everyone, was gone—forever. Her father kissed her forehead. “Praise be, you two were safe today.”

They walked back to their cottage in silence. Reina saw the inside of their home and shook her head. Furniture was smashed, food and household items tossed everywhere, and through the broken bedroom door, she glimpsed the shredded sheets and mattresses.

Her mother gave her a weak smile. “You’re safe. You and Austyn. That’s all that matters.”

Reina went to find the broom to help clean up the mess. Someone ought to do something. She looked sadly at the broken remains of her favorite vase before sweeping up the pieces. Someone ought to put an end to that accursed Red Wizard and his harpies and evil-spell creatures.

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Chapter Two: The Child Warrior

Reina sat by the hearth, chopping onions while Mama cut up chicken, when a shout interrupted them. Mama pursed her lips, wiped her hands on her apron, and went to the door. Only a week had passed since the last raid, leaving them all still jumpy. Reina set down the onion in her hand and sniffed back the tears the onion juice had caused. If it was Bryan or Kylen, it wouldn’t do for them to think she was crying.

Through the open door, she heard another shout. “It’s the Gold Wizard!”

Mama turned to Reina, her eyes crinkling in a wide smile. “Praise be. Safety for a night.”

“And stories,” Reina added, rushing to the door to find Austyn. They both loved listening to the wizard’s stories.

Reina tried to catch up to Austyn and the other young children racing down the road to the town square. The news had spread. As Austyn dashed to her side, talking excitedly, it occurred to her that the Gold Wizard’s presence was strange. Usually he only came at festival time, but the summer festival was still two months away.

“Maybe he’ll tell us a story about dragons! Or maybe griffins.”

Reina nodded, trying to look happy for Austyn’s sake. “Or knights and princesses.” Or maybe he brings bad news, she added silently. She gave the Gold Wizard a long stare. He wore gold robes and a tall, golden pointy hat. His beard was long and white, and his blue eyes twinkled. He sat on the side of the well, smiling—he didn’t seem upset, but rather, excited. When did I become such a worrier? Maybe he has good news. Reina liked that idea better.

The whole village gathered around him, talking excitedly. Reina heard some of the adults wondering about the Gold Wizard’s presence as well. He held up his hands, and the crowd grew silent.

“I have come…” he paused dramatically, “because I have reason to believe that the Child Warrior, the one destined to defeat the Red Wizard, may be in this village.”

A murmur went through the crowd. When the Red Wizard destroyed the king and queen and conquered the land, the dying chief wizard had uttered a prophecy that a Child Warrior would arise whom the Red Wizard had no power over, and who would destroy him. Since then, the Red Wizard sent out his harpies to find every child in the land, to capture them and bring them to him, so that the prophecy would never come true.

The Gold Wizard waved his staff at the crowd. The crystal on the end sparkled in the sunlight. “Silence!”

Everyone obeyed.

“I was there when my master Merlyn, the last Gold Wizard, uttered the prophecy, and I escaped.” The Gold Wizard looked sad, and Reina wondered if Merlyn had been like a family member to him. “I know the specifics of the prophecy, and I now have a way to tell which boy is the Child Warrior. I ask that all the boys come into the field and stand around me in a circle. I promise all you parents that, whichever child is the Warrior, I will guard him with my life and personally train him for his destiny.”

Everyone whispered in excitement as parents led their children toward the field. The older boys ran ahead, each yelling that he was the best and so would be the Warrior.

“Ooooh,” cried Lilia, grabbing Reina’s arm, “I hope it’s Bryan! This is so exciting.”

Reina stopped herself just in time from saying she found Bryan hopelessly dense. You didn’t talk to a girl about her brother that way.

“Or maybe…. “Lilia snickered. “Maybe it’ll be Kylen.”

“Yeah,” Reina said unenthusiastically. She hoped it wouldn’t be Kylen—she didn’t like the idea of him in a battle. What if another harpy attacked him and no one could save him? “Hey, don’t you wish girls could be warriors?”

Lilia giggled and shook her head. “I wouldn’t want to fight the Red Wizard! I’d be so scared.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Besides, the hero always marries a princess or a pretty village maiden. That’s how prophecies work.”

Reina wondered if Lilia was right. She thought of the harpy dropping from the sky. It had felt good to do something to protect her village. How hard could it be, becoming a warrior?

Ahead, the boys stood in a circle. Kylen and Ryan arm-wrestled. The older boys, the teenagers, folded their arms and tried to look tough. The Gold Wizard turned in a circle, looking them over.

“Bring out the younger ones too—don’t be shy.”

Reina smiled at the wide-eyed expressions of the younger boys as their parents marched them up to the circle and placed them there. How small four-year-old Davyd looked next to eleven-year-old Kylen! Some warrior he’d make.

A familiar whining caught her ear.

“Oh no,” Lilia said, smirking. “Looks like your brother’s scared.”

“He is not!” Reina protested, although the way he clung to Mama and refused to join the circle showed otherwise.

“Hah!”

Reina’s face burned, and she scowled at Lilia. “He’s just nervous, like he should be! Unlike those idiots who think being a warrior is all fun and games, he realizes it could be dangerous.”

She marched toward Mama and Austyn. I’ll show her. Austyn just doesn’t like crowds, but he’s brave too!

She grabbed Austyn’s shoulder, and he latched onto her with a death grip.

“Reina,” Mama complained, looking weary. “He needs to join the circle. Everyone’s waiting.”

“Don’t worry,” Reina said. “I’ll stand with him, to make him feel better.”

Mama sighed, but stepped back.

“I’m right here,” Reina said when they reached the other boys. “Don’t worry.”

“Don’t leave,” Austyn said.

“I’m not leaving.” Reina peeled his hands off her arm. “Don’t pinch. I’m staying right here.”

She ignored Bryan and Kylen, who made faces at them across the circle. She stood directly behind Austyn, her hands on his shoulders to steady him.

“What’s he going to do? Put a spell on us?” Austyn asked, looking over his shoulder at her.

Reina laughed. “No, silly. He’s just going to … uh…. “She glanced at the Gold Wizard. He held a medallion in his hand, a round disk on a chain. “Uh, give that medallion as a present to one of the boys.”

“Oh.” Austyn brightened. “Maybe he’ll give it to me!” He turned his gaze to the Gold Wizard.

“Maybe, but I doubt it.” I hope not. Reina’s stomach fluttered. What if the Red Wizard had secret magic that was too powerful? What if the Gold Wizard picked the wrong boy? Would one of her friends die? If he’s the Child Warrior, he has to be safe, because the prophecy said he’d kill the Red Wizard. But for some reason, she still felt terrified.

The Gold Wizard held up the medallion. “This magic talisman will reveal to us the Child Warrior.”

The Gold Wizard twirled in a circle, his staff in one hand, the medallion in the other. A cloud of gold and silver light surrounded him, making the air sparkle. Magic! Fascinated, Reina couldn’t take her eyes off him as he spun faster and faster. Rainbow colors streaked from him, and the air filled with heat. It’s so beautiful! I wish I could do magic.

With a little explosion of color, the medallion whirled up into the air, high above their heads, still spinning. It zoomed around the circle and then flew downwards, like a shooting star with a rainbow tail.

And landed, sizzling in the grass, at Austyn’s feet.

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Chapter Three: Sisterly Love

The crowd around the children gasped, and Reina stared down at the medallion lying in front of them. Austyn was the Child Warrior? He was going to learn magic, become a famous warrior, and save the entire country. A mix of pain and anger surged inside Reina. Everyone would look at Austyn, pay attention to him, shower him with gifts. No one would care about her.

“We have our child warrior,” boomed the Gold Wizard, pointing his staff at Austyn.

Austyn turned and ducked behind her, hiding his face against her legs. Reina felt a stab of guilt. Here she was, jealous, wishing she were the Child Warrior, and he was terrified. She pushed aside her own longing for magical power and recognition and knelt at Austyn’s side to look him in the face.

“It’s going to be all right, Austyn. Don’t worry about all those other people!”

“But they’re staring at me,” he whispered.

She thought of the strange electric feeling that had passed between them, right before she’d had the courage to stand up and throw the rock. “Remember when we killed the harpy?”

Austyn nodded.

“Remember how good it felt! Remember how we were heroes?”

Austyn’s mouth curved upward in a tiny smile. “Yes.”

“Well, getting the medallion means you’re going to kill more harpies and become a hero.”

“You’re going too, right?”

“Uhh…. “Reina stalled, doubting that anyone would want her to go with Austyn. “Let’s try this thing on you.”

She reached and picked up the medallion. As her hands touched it, a flash of heat went through them, stinging her hand. She almost dropped it, but didn’t because Austyn watched her. The heat of the magic faded, and she examined the medallion. Gold-colored, it had a rune engraved on one side, which made her wish she could read. She flipped it over and saw a star on the other side.

“Isn’t it pretty?” She slipped the chain over Austyn’s head, and the medallion thumped against his stomach. “You look like a warrior already!”

Austyn beamed and threw his arms around her, and a warm feeling filled Reina. Maybe she wasn’t the Child Warrior, but she was his sister, and he loved her. Then they were pulled apart as their parents and friends rushed to surround them with congratulations. Austyn clung to Mama.

The villagers frowned at him and gossiped. Reina’s face grew hot with anger; she didn’t like some of the things they whispered. She wanted to yell out at everyone that Austyn wasn’t a coward, that it wasn’t a mistake.

But at the same time, he did look scared, and she worried what the Gold Wizard would do with him. Surely he couldn’t think Austyn could defeat the Red Wizard! He was just a little kid.

Kylen leaned over and whispered in her ear, “The Gold Wizard got it wrong. Your brother’s the Child Weeper!”

Reina turned to punch him in the stomach, but he hopped away. “And you’re the Child Cow-pie!” she yelled after him. Tears started in the corners of her eyes, but she wiped them away. She’d get him back somehow, that stupid Kylen. She’d punch him right into the dirt when he least expected it! She’d—

“Attention, good men and women of the village,” called the Gold Wizard, interrupting Reina’s angry thoughts. “Now that the medallion has chosen the Child Warrior, we will defeat the Red Wizard very soon!”

The villagers gave a cheer, although many still looked skeptical.

“Now, I must talk with the proud parents about the education of the Warrior. Thank you for all your help.” The Gold Wizard waved his dismissal of the onlookers, and slowly, with many stares and much grumbling, they started walking away.

Mama, her arm still around Austyn, turned to the Gold Wizard. “Please come to our humble home and let me give you something to eat.”

The Gold Wizard hesitated for a second and glanced at the people still milling around, trying to eavesdrop on them. The Gold Wizard nodded. “I would be honored to visit the home of the Child Warrior.”

They turned to go to the cottage. Reina rolled her eyes. It’s just Austyn. It’s not like the house is sacred or something.

She glanced at Papa. He put one arm around her as they walked home. “My brave children!”

Reina didn’t feel particularly brave. Everyone’s attention focused on Austyn. Not that she had done anything, anyway. But she appreciated Papa including her. He was the only one.

The Gold Wizard stepped into their house, wrinkled his nose, and then made a show of brushing the seat off before he stretched himself out in Papa’s chair by the fire. Both Papa and Mama waited on him hand and foot. Papa brought him a footstool and a mug of beer; Mama made him eggs and toast. Reina kept a stern eye on him. She didn’t like his self-satisfied attitude.

When he had eaten, Mama and Papa sat down, with Austyn on Mama’s lap, to hear what he had to say. No one paid any attention to Reina, so she stood leaning against the wall, anxious to find out what would to happen.

“With your permission, Austyn will travel with me, and I will train him in magic and sword fighting until he is ready to face the Red Wizard.”

Papa nodded gravely, and Mama sniffed. Reina glared at the floor. So often Austyn annoyed her, tagging after her, bugging her, getting in the way. She should be happy he was leaving. Instead, the thought of wondering where he was and what he was doing, of not knowing what might happen to him, felt like a rock in her stomach.

“But he’s so young,” Mama whispered.

“Don’t worry, my dear, I’ll train him very carefully. Think of all he’ll learn, the honor….”

The more the Gold Wizard continued to reassure her parents, the less reassured Reina became. He kept talking with his fancy words while his robe glittered in the firelight. She watched her parents believing him, wanting him to like them, admiring him. Reina realized with a nasty feeling in her stomach that she didn’t trust the Gold Wizard to take proper care of Austyn.

Her parents begged the Gold Wizard to spend the night, and since they only had two beds, they sent the children to sleep in the barn. She and Austyn lay in the straw that evening, Austyn curling up into her side.

“Reina, where will the Gold Wizard take me? I don’t want to leave Mama and Papa! What if the harpies come?”

Reina sighed. She couldn’t even reassure herself; how could she calm Austyn? She gazed up at the wood plank ceiling above them, wishing she could see the stars. As she held Austyn, her hand touched the medallion, and it felt warm, like a rock that had been sitting all day in the sun. Something about it comforted her. Perhaps it would take care of Austyn for her.

“The Gold Wizard will take you to magical places where there are no harpies.” She began telling him a story as she always did, although she knew she had to be careful, since she didn’t really know where Austyn was going. “He’s going to teach you to ride a beautiful horse, and he’s going to give you a special magic sword, and you’re going to become a great warrior.”

“Really?” The fear disappeared from Austyn’s voice. Instead, he sounded hopeful.

“Yes, and you’ll be the greatest warrior in the land. You’ll ride across the country, and at the sight of you, the evil things will run away, the good things will grow and live, and the Red Wizard will be so scared, he’ll…. “Reina stretched for an idea. “He’ll wet his own pants!”

Austyn giggled.

“And then you’ll stick him with your magic sword, and the stars will dance in the sky to celebrate, and all the people will cheer and wave flags at you, and never again will anyone have to hide in the woods, because the land will have peace.”

Austyn’s breathing slowed to a steady rhythm, and Reina realized he’d fallen asleep. She lay there for a long time, trying not to cry. This was the last night they’d sleep together, and she might not see him for years. She pictured the things she had told Austyn. Only as she drifted off, Austyn riding a white battle horse turned into herself riding the horse, brandishing the sword. In her dreams, it was Reina who rode against the Red Wizard, and Reina the name the people cheered.

Reina awoke—alone. With a gasp, she sat up, but she couldn’t hear Austyn anywhere. She jumped to her feet. What if the Gold Wizard had already taken him? What if she had missed getting to say goodbye?

Reina dashed from the barn.

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Chapter Four: Austyn’s Quest

Reina rushed around the front of the house and almost cried out in relief. The Gold Wizard stood by the horse that pulled his cart, talking to the village elders. Next to him stood Mama, Papa, and Austyn.

Mama hugged Austyn and kissed him on the cheek. As Reina arrived, she heard her mother whisper, “I love you, son.” Tears sparkled in her mother’s eyes, and Austyn looked about ready to cry himself.

Papa tousled his hair. “Make us all proud, son.”

A lump rose in Reina’s throat. How could she say goodbye to him? She didn’t dare hug him because she knew she’d cry, so she just smiled and waved. Austyn looked back and forth between his family and the Gold Wizard. His face crumpled, and he grabbed Mama’s legs.

“I don’t want to go. Mama, don’t make me go!”

Mama flushed red with embarrassment, and a small chuckle ran through the crowd that had gathered. Reina glared at them. She could imagine the gossip spreading. Mama pried Austyn off her leg.

“You have to go, sweetie,” she said. “It’s your destiny. You’ll like it….”

Reina resisted rolling her eyes at the comment. Austyn, bawling harder than ever, ran away from Mama and clutched onto Reina instead. Instinctively, she put her arms around him.

“Don’t let him take me; don’t let him, Reina!”

“It’s going to be all right.” She smoothed down his curls. “The Gold Wizard tells nice stories, remember?”

Austyn wiped his tears on her dress and looked up at her. “But I’m too scared to go alone. What if the harpies come again?”

“Well, the Gold Wizard has lots of magic, remember?” Reina’s worry grew. What if Austyn was right? What if the Gold Wizard couldn’t take proper care of him? She glanced at the wizard and noticed him frowning.

“Now, now, that’s enough,” he said, waggling his finger at them. “Time to get going, Young Warrior. We’ve got a long ways to go and a lot for you to learn.”

Reina felt Austyn’s breath catch in his chest—he remained glued to her side. Her worry turned into anger. No one but her even thought about how dangerous this would be for Austyn. She was the one who always looked out for him, who knew what he needed. Even her parents were ready to just shove him off on some strange wizard. Well, she wasn’t.

“I’m going with him.” The words popped out of her mouth before she could think them through, but she didn’t care. Someone needed to look out for Austyn.

“Now, little girl—”

Reina stood up taller and glared at the Gold Wizard. “Austyn asked me to come with him, and since he’s the Child Warrior, his request should be honored.” She ignored the gasps of the crowd and kept her eyes fixed on the Gold Wizard. His fingers played with his beard, and his bushy white eyebrows drew together as he frowned at her. “Austyn wants me along, so I’m going. And that’s final.” She nudged Austyn, hoping he’d back her up if he actually wanted her along.

“I’m not going anywhere without Reina,” he said in a small, tearful voice.

Reina hoped it would be enough. She glanced at her parents. Papa looked worried, and Mama still blushed with embarrassment. She found herself annoyed at them for not sticking up for her. She fixed her gaze again on the Gold Wizard, hoping to persuade him. “Austyn’s used to me taking care of him, and he’s really young. You’ll need help looking after him for a bit until he gets more confident. If I’m with him, he’ll be more comfortable sooner too. And I’m a really good cook. I could make the meals…. “She trailed off, unable to think of more good arguments.

Austyn wrapped his warm, sticky fingers into hers, a comforting assurance that she was doing what was best for him. Of course, if Mama and Papa could come, that would be even better. However, Reina guessed that for some complicated adult reason, the Gold Wizard wouldn’t like that idea.

The Gold Wizard’s expression softened a little, but his voice remained firm. “Will you do exactly what I say, when I tell you?”

Reina nodded. While she didn’t like the idea, he was a wizard and an adult. She hoped he would turn out reliable.

“Then, if the Child Warrior insists, I will allow you to travel with us, so long as you obey me.”

“Reina’s a good girl,” her father said.

Joy filled Reina; Papa supported her.

Mama bustled over to them. “Now, you both must do exactly as the Gold Wizard tells you.” She straightened Austyn’s bunched clothing. “Be respectful.” Then she put a hand on Reina’s shoulder. “And make sure Austyn stays out of trouble.”

Reina gave her a hug and then lifted Austyn up into the back of the Gold Wizard’s cart. She scrambled up beside him, and the two of them sat in the back, careful not to squish the mysterious wrapped objects next to them.

The Gold Wizard’s robes shimmered in the bright sunlight as he swung into the driver seat of the cart. He clucked at the horse, and it started forward. Mama and Papa waved.

“Goodbye!” called Austyn, waving back.

The other children ran alongside the cart for a few paces, calling out their goodbyes.

“Goodbye, Straw-hair! Don’t let a harpy eat you!” called Kylen.

“Don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone, Cow-pie!” Reina shouted back.

And then they rode out of the little village where Reina had lived her whole life. The road cut through green and brown farm fields, the scenery still the familiar countryside, but it felt different. They were leaving. Reina gazed at the simple thatched huts as they grew smaller. Would she ever see them all again?

She glanced at her brother. Leaning against her, he gazed in wonder at the fields going by, a smile on his face. “We’re going to have an adventure, right?” he asked. “Just like you told me last night, only better, ‘cause you’re here too.”

She didn’t have the heart to share her worries. She smiled back. “That’s right.” Then she launched into one of her stories for him, although she couldn’t really believe in them at the moment. Leaving home hurt too much. As the day wore on, Austyn nodded off, and the rhythm of the cart lulled Reina to sleep as well.

Reina woke with a stiff neck when the cart bumped over a particularly nasty rut in the road. Austyn, sprawled out on the straw, dozed on. Holding the side of the cart, Reina stood up to stretch her legs, then scrambled across the bundles to the seat where the Gold Wizard perched. He glanced back at her, frowned, and looked back at the road. Reina settled behind and to one side of him, where the back of the cart met the headboard.

“Where’re we going?”

“Little girl, there’s no need to worry about such things.” While his tone was kind enough, Reina didn’t like its patronizing quality.

“I’m not worried, but I still want to know.” She wracked her brain for a good reason. “Austyn will want to know, and I can’t reassure him if I don’t know.”

The Gold Wizard cleared his throat. “I was reluctant to take you along for precisely this sort of thing. The boy cannot become a warrior hero if you keep coddling him.”

Well, he didn’t object when Austyn cried in front of the entire town. Her face burned hot with indignation. “Austyn is only six. He’s not old enough to be a warrior anything. You can’t yank him away from his whole family and not tell him where he’s going. It’s … it’s … not fair.”

The Gold Wizard blushed and kept his eyes on the road. “Um, well … er, I don’t suppose it would hurt to explain. There’s a prophecy, and your brother must fulfill the pieces of it. It mentions both the medallion and a sword, the Sword of Chivalry. Anyway, I’ve discovered the sword is in a cave to the northeast of here, at the source of the Stream of Eternal Pouring, and so we’re going to find it. On the way, I will teach Austyn how to use his magic, as he will need it to retrieve the sword. Once we have both the sword and the medallion, Austyn can use them to destroy the Red Wizard.”

“But Austyn’s so young,” she objected. “Why can’t you wait until he’s older?”

The Gold Wizard puffed up his chest. “Little girl, the time and place of prophecies are not to be questioned and are beyond—”

Austyn moaned and sat up. His hair stuck up at funny angles and had bits of straw in it. Reina suppressed a giggle. He looked as un-hero-like as anything she could imagine.

“Reina, I’m hungry,” he said, rubbing his eyes.

“Ask the Gold Wizard for food then,” she retorted. “I don’t have anything.” Immediately she regretted her rudeness. Austyn hadn’t asked to be the Child Warrior, and probably if he could, he would let her be the Chosen One. Once again, she pushed away her jealousy.

“Just a few minutes more,” the Gold Wizard said, scratching under his beard. “And then we’ll camp for the evening.”

By the time the Gold Wizard stopped the cart, Reina was also starving. The Gold Wizard selected a small grove of trees and climbed down to tend the horse.

“Get me a pile of dry wood, and we’ll have a meal going in no time.”

Reina pulled Austyn into the trees. “You find the kindling, and I’ll get the big pieces of wood, just like at home.”

Austyn nodded and started working, and soon they had a good pile ready for a fire. The Gold Wizard had unharnessed and tethered the horse, and he worked on lighting the fire while Reina unloaded the food from the cart. She handed an apple she found to Austyn—the Gold Wizard was too busy to notice. He blew over some moss as he knocked steel against a stone. He seemed to have no luck at getting a fire—it went out every time he actually got a small flame.

“Drat,” he mumbled as the moss again crumbled into ashes without bursting into flame.

“Why don’t you just use magic to start it?” Reina asked, sitting down next to him.

He gave her a dark look. “I, um, er, don’t want to alert the Red Wizard to our position by using magic.” The Gold Wizard no longer sounded slick and practiced, but instead stumbled over his words, looking embarrassed. He tried again, only to have sparks go out without catching the moss alight. “This is, er … well, it’s just difficult moss. Hey, stop staring at me and do something useful, or I’m never going to get it done.”

He accidentally missed the knife blade and crushed his finger with the stone. With a yelp, he dropped both and sucked on his hand. “This is hopeless. It’s not the right kind of flint. We’re better off without a fire anyway.”

“Well, how about you let me try it a moment and you unpack.”

“Fine, but it’s pointless. It’s not going to work.” He got up, still rubbing his hand, and stomped off.

Reina heard him shoving things inside the cart this way and that. She ignored him and created a small bed of moss and shredded bark between two pieces of wood, just like she did at home. She clinked steel against flint and within moments had a small tendril of flame. She fed it with the sticks Austyn had gathered, letting it grow until it consumed the larger pieces of wood. The whole task was ridiculously easy.

“Oh,” the Gold Wizard said as he turned around. “Well, then, looks like the moss was, er, finally warmed up enough to work.” He turned away again to produce a cooking pot from the cart. “I’ll, um, just get some water for this.”

Austyn grinned at her and leaned forward to whisper, “I don’t think the Gold Wizard is very good at making fires, but don’t tell him, or it might hurt his feelings.”

Reina giggled.

After his display with trying to light the fire, Reina had her doubts about the Gold Wizard’s cooking, but the end result that he scooped into bowls for them to eat, though looking rather brownish, didn’t taste bad. He seemed in a jollier mood after dinner, more like the storyteller they had so often looked forward to seeing at the village festival.

“Well, now, I suppose you two youngsters want to know the story of the Child Warrior prophecy, don’t you?” He waved his hands dramatically in the air, and a tattered piece of parchment appeared between them. “Here is the one and only copy of the prophecy, given to me by the former Gold Wizard, just hours before the Red Wizard killed him.” He turned it to face them; runes scribbled in black ink reflected in the firelight. “Within these runes lies the secret to the Red Wizard’s destruction.” His eyes flashed.

Austyn stared at it with wide eyes, and Reina had to admit it was impressive, seeing the actual prophecy.

“What does it say?” she asked.

“Um, eh, em, urm…. “The Gold Wizard cleared his throat. With some fancy hand motions, he made spectacles appear in a flash of gold sparks, rubbed them clean, rubbed his eyes, and put them on. Then he met their eyes as they stared at him in expectant fascination. “I shall read: The Child Warrior, with the, erm, medallion of bravery and the, eh em, sword of ch—chivalry, shall overcome with, um, heart, the magic of the Red Wizard.”

Austyn frowned. “But it doesn’t make any sense!”

“That, young man,” said the Gold Wizard as he refolded the paper and took off his spectacles, “is the nature of prophecy. It is by, um, nature, obscure.” He tucked both into his robes.

“Can I see it?” Austyn asked.

“What good would that do?” asked the Gold Wizard, giving him a stern look. “You can’t read, can you?”

“No, but I always wanted to learn. Please.” Austyn fluttered his eyelids and gave a sickeningly sweet smile. Reina struggled not to roll her eyes.

The Gold Wizard flushed. “Reading runes, is um, er, a very tricky and complicated business. I don’t have the time now to teach you such an, er, circumstantial activity. Perhaps after you learn to use your magic and have defeated the Red Wizard.” His face brightened with eagerness. “Hey, how about a magic lesson!”

Austyn’s face sagged in disappointment, and Reina didn’t think he’d be up to it. She knew how he loved to draw lines in the dirt and pretend they were runes. Little did the Gold Wizard know how heartlessly he had squashed Austyn’s eager interest.

“He’s tired,” she protested. “You can teach him tomorrow.”

The Gold Wizard didn’t look pleased. “It is, er … really important, little girl, that your brother learn to use his magic.”

“Quit calling me ‘little girl.’ My name is Reina.”

“Well, now, Reina—”

A piercing screech split the air, ending their argument. Reina recognized it all too well, and from Austyn’s white face, she could tell that he did too.

“Harpies!”

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Chapter Five: On the Run

The Gold Wizard shoved them away from the fire. “Quick, out of sight! I’ll handle them!”

Reina seized Austyn’s hand, and they dashed under the wheels of the cart. The horse, still tied to a nearby tree, stomped and shook his head. Reina peeked out between the wheels, looking for a better place to hide. The grove wasn’t very big, and endless open fields spread out on all sides around them. In the distance, off to the southeast, stood the woods. Why did we wander so far from them? She longed to hide in the soft, damp moss again. Austyn trembled next to her.

Six harpies, black, twisted shapes against the evening sky, swooped down toward their fire and the Gold Wizard.

“Well, now,” shrilled the first harpy, circling him. “Did you think you could use the medallion and not have my master feel it? You’ve done him a favor and found the Child Warrior as well as giving away your own location. Hand over the child, and perhaps your death will come quickly.”

“So, you think that’s a good deal, do you?” the Gold Wizard asked. His lack of concern at the harpies circling him both impressed and worried Reina. What will we do if they kill him?

“Better than my master would give you, if we brought you back alive.”

The Gold Wizard nodded. “I suppose it is in that case, but I shall decline, all the same.” He waved his staff, muttering some strange words under his breath. Gold light blasted wildly from the end of it. It missed the lead harpy, though, only blasting off the tail of the one next to her. Feathers filled the air.

The harpy shrieked, “My tail, my beautiful tail!”

“Drat,” muttered the Gold Wizard. “It was supposed to be your not-so-beautiful head.”

“Get him!” yelled the lead harpy.

They dove at him. He swung his staff, moving surprisingly fast for an old man, although it didn’t make his aim any better. The harpies dodged back and forth as the staff swirled around his head. He clunked one on the head, and it fell to the ground, but this action opened him up on the other side. A harpy grabbed his shoulder and began pulling at him.

Another dove at him, but he ducked, and its claws knocked off his hat. The Gold Wizard’s long white beard flapped in disarray. He tried to swerve and hit the harpy that had a hold on his shoulder. He managed to shake it off, hitting it with a thud, but two others grabbed his hair in its claws.

“Yowch!” he screamed as they tried to lift him up by the hair. To Reina’s utter amazement, his entire head of hair, including the beard, came off in the harpies’ claws. They screeched in surprise, flying in opposite directions, which ripped the wig in half.

Reina gaped at the Gold Wizard. He had the face of a young man, maybe twenty at the oldest, with short, black hair plastered to his head. His expression was grim. He used the harpies’ distraction though, twisting his left hand in an outward motion while he twirled the staff in his right, muttering strange words again.

“Hah, found you, sweetlings,” cackled a harpy behind the children.

Austyn made a half-yelling, half-sobbing noise and clutched Reina tighter. She turned and threw a rock at the harpy, but it hopped to one side, cackling. It clawed at them again, and Reina dragged Austyn backwards.

“Children!” bellowed the Gold Wizard. “Here!”

Gold light again began to surround him, flashing with bright specks of rainbow colors. Reina dragged Austyn out from under the cart. The lead harpy swooped at them, but Reina reached the flashing colors surrounding the Gold Wizard. He grabbed her hand, and a huge bang shook the ground. Smoke surrounded them, making her and Austyn cough.

If she could have stuffed her fingers in her ears, Reina would have, because one of the harpies gave a blood-curdling scream. The smoke cleared just enough that she caught sight of another harpy, now a ball of fire, falling from the sky. She gasped, which made her breathe in smoke and start hacking again.

“Drat, drat, drat,” muttered the Gold Wizard. “That wasn’t quite what I wanted to do. Lemme see….”

He started muttering something else, and sparks showered down on them. Austyn whimpered.

“Hey!” yelled Reina. “You’re gonna set us on fire!”

“Sorry. Let’s try this.”

Wind rose, blowing away the smoke. Reina’s hair swirled, and she shook her head to get it out of her eyes. The fierce gale blew the harpies backwards. The wind threatened to blow Austyn away and he clung to Reina while she gripped the Gold Wizard’s hand. The Gold Wizard moved his staff in a circular motion, and the wind whirled in a tornado around them. It increased in speed until the Gold Wizard rose a few feet off the ground.

He tugged, pulling Reina and Austyn upwards, and they hung from him, now in the air as well. The harpies battled the wind, trying to break through it to attack them.

“Hold tight!” the Gold Wizard yelled.

The wind changed, rushing forward, and suddenly they raced across the meadow. The harpies, now screaming with rage, flew behind them, trying to catch up. The wind ripped the air from Reina’s lungs, her eyes stung, and she could hardly see. All she could make out was a dark blur ahead of them, getting closer and closer. They slowed a little as they approached it, and the harpies gained on them. One of them raked its claws across the Gold Wizard’s shoulder. Austyn screamed.

Then darkness closed in upon them, and trees whizzed past at a terrifyingly close range. They were again in the woods, safe from the harpies, but the Gold Wizard seemed to have lost control. Branches caught at them, and they headed straight toward a huge tree trunk. Reina screamed, trying to tear her hand out of the Gold Wizard’s grip.

Her yanking seemed to wake him up out of whatever trance the spell had put him in. He groaned, the wind ceased, and inches before crashing into the tree, they fell instead. The wizard landed first, Reina and Austyn on top of him. They rolled off onto the mossy ground. Reina hit a bush that scratched her down one cheek, making it burn. She struggled up, looking for Austyn. He had fared better and landed in a patch of ferns.

The Gold Wizard lay there for a long moment among the roots of the tree and then sat up with a moan, rubbing his head. He looked incredibly young, his expression dazed and his black hair standing straight up. Anger bubbled up inside of Reina. He wasn’t old or wise at all, but a young idiot!

“I feel terrible.” He stretched his other arm and yelped in pain. Reina noticed red staining the fabric and his bloody shoulder peeking through the tear. She felt a rush of sympathy and was even more annoyed. She didn’t want to feel sorry for him—she wanted to stay angry.

“You’re not old!” She stood up and shook her finger at him. “You lied to us!”

He grimaced and leaned against the tree trunk. “No, I didn’t lie about anything. I never said I was old—you just assumed.”

“But…” spluttered Reina. “You had a fake beard. You talked all old and everything. That’s just the same.”

The Gold Wizard smiled. “No, it isn’t. People expect wizards to be old. They want wizards to be old, because they think that makes them wiser and more powerful. If I looked young no one would believe I was a wizard, or at least not a good one. So I give people what they want, let them see what they believe a wizard is. I’m the same person I’ve always been.” He grimaced again and gingerly touched his shoulder. “This isn’t good.”

Reina found it even harder to stay angry. He looked so … innocent, childlike. She wanted to tell him she still considered that lying to people, but couldn’t find the words to articulate why he was wrong and she was right. However, he was wounded, and he’d just saved them. She searched her mind for more angry words, but before she could continue, Austyn came up to her and touched her shoulder. She turned. He shook his head, silently telling her to be nice, and the words dissolved unsaid.

“I’m sorry it bothers you, about my appearance,” the Gold Wizard said. He looked a little sickly. “But I did tell you the truth about the medallion, the sword, and the prophecy. That’s what’s important—defeating the Red Wizard and his monsters. Does it really matter whether old or young people do it? Every year, things get worse.” He gave Reina a stern look. “Even you can see it. How the farmers have less and less, how the harpies come more often…. “He looked like he might cry.

“All the children they take,” Reina whispered, finishing the sentence for him. For the first time since their leaving, all her fears for Austyn retreated, and she felt the great need for the Child Warrior, the importance of defeating the Red Wizard. She had to help Austyn do it, not just to protect him, but for everyone else—her parents, her friends, and all the other innocent people in the country. Determination rose in her: she would find a way to help Austyn kill the Red Wizard and yet protect him at the same time.

The Gold Wizard pulled a pouch from his robes. He wet a rag with a flask of something and then beckoned to her. “Here, let me wash that scratch on your face. We don’t want it to get infected.”

Reina approached and let him wash it, although it stung horribly.

“Now, are you able to wash mine?” he asked. “Don’t let the blood worry you … if we bandage it, it should be fine.”

“I’m not afraid of blood.” Reina frowned.

Even if he was trying to be nice and do the right thing, she didn’t appreciate the wizard’s patronizing tone, and none of his spells had gone exactly right yet. However, she washed his shoulder and bandaged it just as he described. While he might not be a good wizard, he was the only one they had—and the only one who knew where they were headed.

“Where are we going now?” She tied off the bandage.

“Erm, well, we’ll have to circle through the woods until the harpies get off our trail. Then we’ll still make our way to the Stream of Eternal Pouring and get the sword.”

“Do we go right now?” Austyn asked.

“I think it’s better if we make camp and rest for a day or two before moving on,” the Gold Wizard said. “I’m weak after using so much magic and wounded too. Plus your sister is scratched up.”

Reina glanced back the way they’d come but couldn’t see the edge of the woods. Thick trees surrounded them, and the fading light darkened them in shadow. It gave her an ominous feeling. She still didn’t like knowing that only a little way back, harpies flew around trying to find them. “I think we should find a better camping spot.” One further in.

The Gold Wizard stood up with a groan. “I agree. This way.”

Reina was tired. The woods got darker, and she had to take care not to trip on roots and rocks while she followed the Gold Wizard into the thickening darkness. Moonlight didn’t reach the ground through the branches overhead, and she and Austyn kept stumbling. She heard the Gold Wizard bang into some bushes and curse. Then he turned back to them.

“I don’t want to light a fire. We’re too close to the edge of the woods. We’ll just have to sleep here and find a better camp tomorrow.”

“But I thought the harpies can’t come in the woods,” Austyn said, sounding pitiful.

“They can’t, but other things can.”

Austyn whimpered. Reina drew him close.

“Don’t worry,” the Gold Wizard said. “I’ll protect us. We’ll be perfectly safe.”

“Yeah,” Reina said, squeezing Austyn. “Remember, he used all that magic on the harpies. We’ll be fine.” She didn’t believe it herself, however; she thought the Gold Wizard had mostly botched the harpy business. The more she saw of his magic, the less it impressed her, although she still desperately wished she could learn it. For one thing, she was sure she could do a better job at it. Perhaps if the Gold Wizard showed off less and concentrated more, things would go better. But she didn’t mention any of this. It would only worry Austyn and start a fight with the Gold Wizard. He didn’t seem willing to admit he wasn’t the best.

The Gold Wizard parted some branches and lay down under a bush. Reina pushed Austyn in after him and then lay down so that Austyn was between them, keeping him warm and safe. Within minutes, she heard from their breathing that they’d both fallen asleep.

Although she was tired, sleep wouldn’t come quickly to her. She stared up through the tangle of branches, seeing a single star looking down through everything at her. It seemed to whisper hope to her. And even though she wasn’t the Chosen One, even though the Gold Wizard seemed incompetent, even though everything had gone wrong, she found herself happy to be here, out in the woods, on an adventure.

When she woke at dawn, stiff, cold, and annoyed, Reina had finished with adventures. She felt a wave of homesickness as she stood, staring at the endless trees. She longed to be by the kitchen fire, stirring a pot of oatmeal for her mother, watching her father put on his boots to go out to the fields. The trees looked cold and unfriendly compared to the memories of home.

Reina tried to ignore the lump in her chest and went to find wood. By the time Austyn and the Gold Wizard woke, she had a nice fire going. Of course they had nothing to cook, since they had abandoned their stuff when the harpies had attacked.

The Gold Wizard, however, surprised her by producing from his robes a large tin cup and some strips of dried meat. Reina heated water in the cup, and the wizard added the meat and some herbs to make a broth. While it wasn’t as filling as they would have liked, it was much better than nothing.

“We’ll gather some more supplies and rest a day,” the Gold Wizard told them. “Then we’ll go to my home, The Clearing of Whispering Secrets. There, I’ll teach you magic, so we can hide better from the Red Wizard while we retrieve the sword. Then we’ll have both the magic and the supplies we need.”

He poked his finger at Austyn. “But today, my magic is low, so we rest, and I’ll teach you some defense magic just in case.”

Austyn’s face looked pale. Reina pressed her lips together, fighting off her longing to learn magic, and hurried to reassure him.

“It’ll be really fun, Austyn. Maybe you’ll learn to fly!”

“Oh, no, that’s much too advanced,” the wizard broke in quickly. “Instead, I’ll show you something much simpler. A defense spell, something that will protect you against things like harpies. Here, stand clear of the fire. Now feel the warmth of the medallion—use it as a focus.”

The Gold Wizard, using only his left arm, positioned Austyn a few yards from the fire in an open space. Austyn, looking worried, clutched the medallion in his hands. Reina sat by the fire, watching closely, wondering how the heat of magic would feel. She thought of how the medallion had tingled in her hands when she had picked it up. She hadn’t touched it since.

“There now,” the Gold Wizard continued, backing up. “The medallion should feel like it has a heat in it, and you reach into that heat, use it. Gather it into yourself and picture it becoming light and surrounding you, creating a protective barrier. And as you do that, say draythin argrata.”

Austyn wrinkled his nose. “Say what?”

”Draythin argrata. It means … er … protective light, approximately, in the language of mages. Words help to focus thoughts, and these words are of an ancient language spoken during the time of creation, so they are more powerful.”

“Who spoke it? And did they write it too?” Austyn’s face lit up with excitement.

“Well, they came up with the runes. You can read each rune in two ways, at the very least—in our language and in Treythic. Of course, there are also multiple ways to read them in our language—for example, power and ruler have the same rune, and only context tells which is which. It’s very complicated.”

The Gold Wizard shook his head, as if just realizing Austyn had successfully sidetracked him. “Well, now, remember what I said—draythin argrata. And concentrate on the image. Hurry up and try it.”

Austyn frowned and concentrated on the medallion, his knuckles clasping it so tightly they turned white. “I don’t feel anything.”

“Try harder.”

Reina didn’t like the Gold Wizard’s tone; she jumped to her feet. “Stop nagging him—he’s trying. Maybe you’re making him try too hard.”

“Stay out of this, little girl. Yet again, I only agreed to take you on the condition you—”

Reina stepped around him, ignoring his tirade, to crouch by Austyn. “Don’t listen,” she whispered. “If you’re afraid to use it, the magic won’t come. You have to want it there.” Listening to the Gold Wizard and thinking of all the stories of magic she knew, she felt this was important. “Look for it first, without using it.”

Austyn gave her a small smile. “I’m glad you’re here,” he whispered back.

Then his eyes widened, and Reina gave a little gasp. The medallion had started glowing. Reina felt its heat from a few feet away, warm and comforting. It surrounded Austyn, making him shimmer a little, like he wasn’t quite real, but only a trick of the light on a hot day. Austyn broke into a huge smile, and Reina couldn’t help laughing at his delight.

“Good, good, now form it into a barrier!” The Gold Wizard’s words shattered the moment.

Austyn squeezed his eyes shut, but Reina didn’t see anything change. He opened them, looking defeated. “It won’t do what I want.” The light and warmth faded.

“It was a good start for the first time,” Reina said before the Gold Wizard could contradict her. She wrapped her arms around Austyn. “It was beautiful, wasn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Austyn said, but he looked worried. “It was so distant, though, like I couldn’t quite touch it, perhaps…. “A thoughtful look crossed his face.

It seemed he had experienced something deep and amazing. It made Reina ache inside with the longing that magic might be hers too—only it was even farther from her than from Austyn. She turned away, mumbling something about more firewood. And then, once out of sight, she leaned against a tree and let tears run down her face. It had been so beautiful, so warm, and she wished more than anything else in the world that she could have it too. It’s not fair. Why Austyn? Why not me?

No answer came to her.

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Chapter Six: Danger in the Forest

When Reina collected herself, she decided to go wash her face before rejoining Austyn and the Gold Wizard. She followed the sound of a stream through the trees. Icy water tumbled over rocks in little rivulets, tinkling in a musical babble. Mossy rocks and large ferns bordered it. Reina leaned down and scooped out the water, so cold it made her teeth ache, but it tasted delicious. She splashed it on her face and shivered, feeling refreshed.

She took in a deep breath, smelling the wonderful rich aroma of the woods. Damp moss, bark, leafy branches—everything around her seemed peaceful. A low hissing sound made her look up, and she froze. Across the stream from her crouched a monster. Beady eyes regarded her hungrily out of a snake-like head. Its legs were shaggy and wolf-like, and the body a mix between wolf and snake, the tail a thrashing coil with a rattle on the end of it. It hissed, then flicked out a long, split tongue between huge fangs and licked its snout.

Reina took a few slow steps backwards, unsure if a fast movement would make it attack her. Her hands shook, but she couldn’t take her eyes from it. She wished she had a weapon of some sort to protect herself. Then a scream ripped through the air, coming from their camp. Austyn! Reina turned and ran through the forest towards camp. She burst through the trees to see three more of the horrible creatures stalking Austyn.

The Gold Wizard had another five around him, and he appeared to be working one of his spells, because smoke surrounded him again. “Use fire!” he called to Austyn. “The snakewolves can’t abide fire!”

Idiot, thought Reina. He hasn’t taught Austyn how to make fire. In fact, he doesn’t seem to be having much success himself. The Gold Wizard mumbled something and moved his staff in a circular motion, pointing it at one of the snakewolves. With a bang, a tree behind the snakewolf exploded, spraying little bits of wood over everyone. The Gold Wizard yelled as shards of wood pelted him, but the snakewolves ducked and then advanced again.

One of the snakewolves headed towards Austyn. Reina grabbed a stick from the ground and charged forward. She clipped it across the side of the head, tumbling it to the ground. Austyn stared at it with wide eyes and a pale face. It scrambled to its feet and hissed at them. The other two advanced, now circling around Reina. She had to glance back and forth to keep an eye on all of them at once.

“Get to the camp fire,” she snapped at Austyn. “And grab something burning to help me. Hurry!”

Two of the snakewolves charged at her. Reina swung the stick in an arch and dodged, but the impact of the stick hitting one of the snakewolves knocked it from her hands. She scrambled backwards, scanning the ground for a new weapon. She scooped up two rocks, one in each hand, although she wished she had found bigger ones. One of the snakewolves seemed to have disappeared; she backed up further. It’ll probably jump me from behind any second. But she didn’t dare look behind her, for fear of the two in front stalking her again. One limped a little, but it looked like it could still tear her to shreds. She threw one of the rocks. The snakewolf dodged it.

Then came a cry and a thwack behind her, but she didn’t have time to turn before the snakewolves leaped at her again. Light flashed around her, heating the air. It seemed to slow down motion, so she saw the snakewolf right in front of her, almost hovering in mid-air. She brought the rock up and smashed it down in its face. Blood spurted out, splattering across her face. The other snakewolf bit her, sending a sharp pain through her leg. She fell, but kicked out at it, and her foot hit something solid. The snakewolf hissed and released her leg. Austyn yelled as if from a great distance. Then yellow light surrounded her again, sending the snakewolves flying away from her.

Reina blinked several times, clearing her head. Austyn stood over her, holding a stick burning on one end. He waved it back and forth.

“Reina? Reina? Don’t be dead,” he sobbed.

“I’m not dead,” she replied, sitting up. Her right leg burned. The two snakewolves lay still several yards away, one with its face smashed in. The other appeared to have been thrown against a tree and knocked out. “What’d you do?” Then it hit her, with amazement. “You used magic!”

Austyn’s face burned red. “I kept trying and trying, and it wouldn’t work, and then suddenly they were going to kill you and it finally did what I wanted.” The gold protective light around both of them faded.

Another loud explosion rocked the air. They both glanced across the clearing and saw the last remaining snakewolves go up in flames. It appeared the Gold Wizard had finally got it right. His face rather gray, he panted as he hurried over to them. He wiped sweat from his brow. When he turned, Reina realized the fight must have reopened his shoulder wound—fresh blood stained the bandage.

“We have to get out of here, fast, before more of them track us.” He dropped to the ground to examine Reina’s leg. “And we need to get you medicine—their fangs are poisonous. Good thing I’ve got some at my place, but we’ll have to get there quickly. For now, let me try this to delay it.” He grabbed a pouch from his belt and poured powder, then water over the wound. Reina bit her lip to keep from screaming at how badly it stung. She didn’t want to scare Austyn. But when the Gold Wizard grabbed her leg and squeezed right next to the bite marks, she couldn’t help a scream.

Green oozed out of the wound and down her leg, followed by blood. She gasped several times, trying to control herself.

“There, I think I got it all out, but I suggest we hurry and I’ll make you some extra medicine when we get there, just in case.” The Gold Wizard wiped down her leg, which now bled, and wrapped it in a bandage. “Let me help you up.”

He seized her hand and hauled her to her feet. The wound still stung terribly. “Stamp out the fire, Austyn,” the Gold Wizard said, “and let’s get out of here fast. Those were only the front runners of a larger pack of snakewolves.”

“How do you know?” Reina asked. She took a few steps and decided she could walk despite the pain.

Austyn kicked apart the fire. “And what are they?”

The Gold Wizard gathered up his possessions and stashed them in his robe again. “They are snakewolves, a creation of the Red Wizard, and they travel in large packs. Unlike the harpies, they can travel in the Forbidden Forest, because they are creatures of darkness. In the bright sunlight of the open fields, they would be forced to keep to the shade or be rendered harmless. He has sent them after us because the harpies cannot follow. We must outpace them and then get to the safety of the Clearing of Whispering Secrets. This way.”

They set off again into the woods, as fast as Reina could move on her hurt leg.

“Won’t they just follow our scent?” Austyn asked as they tramped along.

“I have a few tricks that’ll work to lose them,” the Gold Wizard said confidently. He stepped into the stream Reina had washed in just before the attack and started wading upstream. While she worried it would hurt more to follow this way, Reina found the icy cold water numbed the bite on her leg and made it easier to keep up.

After about twenty minutes of walking in the water, Austyn was completely soaked and Reina wet up to her chest. The Gold Wizard looked pretty damp as well but appeared satisfied. In a spot where the streambed flattened out, he stood near the shore and worked another spell. This time, all seemed to go well. The jewel at the end of his staff glittered, and green light filled the air, setting down over the ground.

“Follow me closely. We don’t want to leave either tracks or scents for them to follow, and the spell only works right behind me.”

He stepped into the sand on the edge of the stream bank. Although it looked soft and muddy, his feet left no prints. Holding the glowing staff ahead of him, he took a couple of steps forward, still leaving no trace. Reina stepped right behind him and glanced back to see she left no footprints either. Austyn followed her. They walked like this, in single file, following the glow of the staff, until Reina lost track of time. She just watched the Gold Wizard’s feet going step, step, step, right in front of her.

If it wasn’t for the ache in her leg, she might have fallen asleep. Exhausted, she wondered if it was because of the bite, or just because so much had happened in so short a time. Her head felt a little fuzzy, and their walk dragged on endlessly.

A low growl startled her, and she bumped into the back of the Gold Wizard as he stopped abruptly. She peeked around him, trying not to step away from their protective line. An enormous, golden-brown bear stood directly in front of them. Berry juice stained its face, and from the trampled blackberry vines around it, Reina guessed that they had startled it in the middle of its meal.

“Get back,” the Gold Wizard said in a low voice.

Reina agreed with this advice. She caught Austyn’s hand, and they backed up a few steps. Occasionally bears roamed out of the woods near their hometown, and people locked their doors and waited until they passed. Austyn pointed to a nearby bush, silently suggesting they hide behind it. Reina nodded. She figured the Gold Wizard could then safely back away from the bear and they could circle around without trouble.

A loud crack split the air, and both Reina and Austyn dropped to the ground, rolling under the bush. They peeked out. The Gold Wizard had tried magic against the bear. Smoke sizzled from its fur, and it shook its head in annoyance, then threw it back in an enormous roar that shook the ground. The Gold Wizard blanched and turned, scrambling up a tree. Reina groaned. Doesn’t he know that bears are terrific tree climbers?

The bear waddled over the back of the tree and stood up on its hind legs, swiping at the Gold Wizard’s feet. He tried to pull himself up higher. He hit it on the nose with his staff, and the bear roared again. The Gold Wizard clambered up out of reach. The bear dug its claws into the bark of the tree and started to climb. Reina stared in horrified fascination as it hurried after the Gold Wizard in a terrifying race. Soon the wizard would run out of tree—he was nearing the top branches.

Then he jumped. Reina gasped, and Austyn covered his eyes. The Gold Wizard landed in the branches of the neighboring tree with a crunch. Reina cringed. But he yelled out not in fear or pain, but in triumph. “I’ve got you now.”

The bear turned. Reina couldn’t see what his elation was about. Wouldn’t it just climb down and follow him to the next tree? If he’d shut up and hide, the bear would forget about him, just like it had them. But the Gold Wizard again began working magic, moving his hands and muttering. The tree holding the bear exploded.

Reina pushed Austyn’s face down and buried her own in the dirt as well; pieces of wood and leaves showered the bush above them. The air smelled of ash, and the bear roared loudly before they heard a massive whump and all went quiet. Reina lifted her head a little and took in some deep breaths. Smashed bits of wood had scattered everywhere, and leaves still floated down. Where the tree had stood was a mess of fragmented branches and the now quiet body of the bear. The Gold Wizard jumped down from his tree, his face beaming with self-satisfaction. Reina, however, was far from impressed. She clambered out from under the bush.

“You idiot! You could have gotten us all killed. If you’d just left it alone, it would have left us alone! Now you go and make a huge noise and mess, so the snakewolves or harpies, or something else hunting us are bound to find us!”

The Gold Wizard’s expression fell, and he looked a little ashamed of himself, but quickly changed it for a superior-looking one. “Now, now, little girl, they won’t have noticed, we’ve lost them by now. We’re perfectly safe.”

“Oh, they won’t have noticed an exploding tree, huh?” Reina waved a finger in his face. “You think they’re all as stupid as you? The whole forest heard that!”

Austyn tugged at her sleeve. “Reina, please….”

Reina ignored him. If the Gold Wizard wanted to put himself in danger by doing stupid stunts, that was one thing—but now he’d put them in harm’s way as well, and she wouldn’t put up with it. “There was no need to do something that dumb, when you could have just hid,” she raged. “You’re a showoff! And irresponsible! You shouldn’t use magic to look impressive, but when you need it—and you didn’t need it!”

The Gold Wizard gave her a sour look and turned away. “You sound just like my father. Well, quit yelling about it, it’s done now. We have to get moving.”

Austyn pulled at her sleeve again. “Reina, quiet down, please. You aren’t helping.”

She looked at his pale and worried face and swallowed the rest of her angry words. Following the Gold Wizard, though, she couldn’t help mumbling, “Well, maybe your father had a lot more sense than you do.”

They walked in silence for a few minutes, the ache in Reina’s leg hurting worse than ever. Then the Gold Wizard turned back to them, a smile plastered on his face, although the expression looked more sheepish than reassuring. “We’re almost there. We’ll all feel better after a little rest.”

Reina decided she might as well forgive him and nodded. All she wanted was to lie down. Austyn looked exhausted, his curls plastered to his face with sweat and his eyes a bit dull. The bushes ahead grew dense, until the deer track they followed disappeared completely. Reina stared at the thick wall of vegetation, wondering where they were going next, but the Gold Wizard seemed extremely pleased. He bowed dramatically.

“May I present my humble abode, the Clearing of Whispering Secrets.” He whirled his staff in the air, and the bushes parted to reveal a small clearing with a cottage in the center of it. Reina blinked in the unexpected sunlight pouring in and then gasped.

Harpies perched on the roof, cackling at them, while more fluttered down from the sky. The entire floor of the clearing was covered with snakewolves. At the sound of the parting bushes the snakewolves turned, their gleaming red eyes fixing on the three of them. They hissed, tongues flickering out, and the harpies in the air cackled.

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Chapter Seven: The Clearing of Whispering Secrets

The Gold Wizard’s jaw dropped, and they all stared at each other for a moment that stretched out unbearably long. Finally the snakewolves charged forward. The Gold Wizard drew back his staff, and the bushes closed up in front of them. He yanked Reina and Austyn around.

“This way!”

He yanked them back through the bushes and around the wall of vegetation, all three stumbling, before stopping so abruptly he jerked Reina’s arm. She hissed at the pain. The Gold Wizard glanced around wildly. Then he stamped his staff down hard on the ground.

Reina opened her mouth to tell him they needed to keep running. She heard the howls of the snakewolves and the rustling of the bushes—they would break through at any moment. But before she could get the worlds out, a black hole opened in the ground right in front of the Gold Wizard’s feet, and she could only gape in amazement.

“Down, quick!” he ordered.

Released from her shock, Reina grabbed Austyn and stumbled forward. She found steps leading down and climbed into blackness. When she reached the bottom, she turned to see the Gold Wizard run down behind her. He hit the ground with his staff again, and the hole closed up, leaving them in complete darkness.

Austyn started breathing faster; his hand squeezed hers so hard it hurt.

“Where are we?” she asked.

“Shhh,” hissed the Gold Wizard.

They heard the pattering of feet above them and the howls of the snakewolves. Reina drew Austyn closer to her and wrenched her hand free from his, to put it around him and relieve the pain. It seemed like forever until silence came again, and she could only hear their breathing. A light appeared, and Reina blinked several times. The end of the Gold Wizard’s staff glowed.

“Okay,” whispered the Gold Wizard. “It’s safe to proceed.”

Instead of opening the tunnel like Reina expected, he squeezed past them and started walking further down it.

“Where are we going?”

“Shh, keep it down,” he whispered. “This is my secret back door. We’re going to my house. We both need that medicine before the poison sets in.”

A million objections raced through Reina’s mind. Wasn’t the clearing full of snakewolves and harpies? How could they get to the Gold Wizard’s house safely? However, she didn’t want to stay down in this dark tunnel and die of the snakewolf poison either. She decided to wait and see how things played out for the moment.

They reached a wooden ladder with a trap door at the top. The Gold Wizard turned and signaled to them to keep silent; then he climbed the stairs, extinguished his magic light, and opened the door. It thumped open, the noise loud in the silence, and pale light filtered down past him into the tunnel. The Gold Wizard disappeared up through the trap door a moment before his head appeared again, a dark silhouette against the light.

“Come on up,” he whispered. “It’s safe.”

Reina led the way and emerged into a cottage. It must be the one at the center of the clearing. She looked behind her to make sure Austyn was all right and saw his grimy face as he climbed up after her. She turned back to the Gold Wizard. In the fading light, she glimpsed the dark circles around his eyes. His clothing was encrusted in blood, and he had a snakewolf bite on his left arm. Sweat plastered his dark hair to the side of his face, and the hint of a dark beard grew along his chin, making him look younger than ever.

“So long as we don’t make any loud noises or use magic, they won’t know we’re in here.”

Reina glanced at the window and saw the dark shapes of harpies flit across the sky. She nodded, hoping the Gold Wizard could take his own advice. She let her eyes wander around the cottage. A bed, the sheets messy, took up one end of the room, with a fireplace and table with dirty dishes stacked on it at the other end. Dirty laundry covered the floor, and Reina wrinkled her nose. It smelled stuffy.

Austyn slumped against the wall. Although exhausted, he looked unharmed. That in itself startled Reina, considering how scratched, bitten, and shredded she and the Gold Wizard were. It seemed something protected him. The medallion, perhaps? Whatever it was, she was thankful—she had worried about him so much on this journey. Perhaps as the Child Warrior, he really could make it through this adventure alive.

A clinking over by the fireplace made her look around to where the Gold Wizard stood at the table, mixing things. She hauled herself over, knocking dirty clothes off one of the chairs, and sat down to watch him use his herbs and flasks to create his medicine.

He handed her a wet rag. “Help me wash this wound on my arm.”

She did so, and he gave her some of the paste he’d made. He grimaced as she plastered the concoction on it.

“Now let’s look at yours.” He unwound the bandage on her leg. The red, puffy wound made her gasp in pain. While it looked terrible to her, the Gold Wizard nodded approvingly. “Good, good. It looks like we got rid of most of the poison. You should be fine. But you’d best drink the potion with me, just to be safe.”

He mixed some of the paste with more water and handed her the tin cup. The potion tasted bitter, but she choked it down. It was now so dark she could hardly make out the Gold Wizard’s features.

“Can’t light a fire,” he said softly. He pressed something into her hand. “It’s some dried meat—I’ll find better food in the morning. I’ll get some blankets.”

In the dark, Reina felt her way back to Austyn and found him already sound asleep on the floor. She didn’t wake him, but sat down next to him and ate the jerky. She heard several quiet thuds punctuated by whispered curses—the Gold Wizard feeling his way around, apparently—but eventually he brought her some blankets. Reina covered Austyn, then wrapped one around herself and fell asleep.

She opened her eyes. Sunlight danced across the eaves above her, and she blinked in confusion—this wasn’t home. She sat up and glanced around her, remembering where they were. The cottage looked different in the morning light. It was still a mess and smelled like overripe fruit, but it also seemed magical. Herbs hung from the ceiling in bunches, glittering in the sunlight, and one wall had a bookshelf with real books and a desk covered in parchment and quills. Strange items littered the floor and shelves, making her want to look everything over. The sound of water made her notice a little fountain by the front door, bubbling up water in a stone basin.

Austyn stirred next to her, ending her inspection of the house. His eyes fluttered open, and he smiled at her. “I’m hungry.”

“I’ll find you something,” she whispered back.

She glanced at the bed and saw the Gold Wizard still asleep. His wounded arm was flung out to one side, the bandage smudged with dark red-brown. His face still looked worn and dirty, and she decided to let him sleep. Standing up, she glanced out the window. Harpies circled far above, while a pack of snakewolves lounged in the shade of the dense bushes. They still watched the house. Dang, that means no chance of a fire and hot breakfast.

First she walked over to the fountain, too curious to leave it alone. Water did indeed bubble up of its own accord and was ice cold when she stuck her hand in it.

“Is it magic?” Austyn whispered, and she turned to find he had followed her.

“I think so.” Reina took a long drink, and then washed herself with a piece of soap sitting on the edge of the fountain, but decided against using the dirty rag that also lay there. She handed the soap to Austyn and went over to the cupboards on the wall by the fireplace to search for food. She managed to find more jerky as well as some apples. While Austyn ate, she stacked the dirty dishes in a pile at one end of the table. After that, she started picking up laundry and tossing it in a pile by the bed as an excuse to further explore the room.

Many things amazed her: the entire row of books, beautifully bound, on the top shelf by the desk; a drawing tacked to the wall of a young man who looked something like the Gold Wizard, but not quite; the bottles full of different-colored liquids lining another shelf in the kitchen area. A door that she thought was a closet revealed an indoor privy, which astonished her almost as much as the fountain by the door. Some of her finds scared her a bit. A human skull used as a paperweight made her shiver. And green fuzz grew on something that looked like it used to be half a loaf of bread. She gagged at the smell.

“Do you think we could look at the books?” Austyn whispered, running a finger across them.

“Better not.”

The Gold Wizard groaned, and Austyn jumped back from the shelf as if he’d been burnt. Reina came over and noticed, as the Gold Wizard struggled to sit, that he had dark purple streaks under both his eyes.

“Need more medicine,” he croaked. “Think it’s in my bloodstream. Help me up.”

She took his uninjured arm and helped him across the room to the one clear chair. He mixed more medicine and, after taking it, went back to bed. He did nothing but sleep and mix herbs for two days straight. Reina cleaned the house, scavenging up what food she could find and scrubbing the dishes in the water fountain, although the water numbed her hands if she stayed at it too long.

She let Austyn look at the books, and he seemed content to sit there for hours quietly examining each page, tracing the runes with one finger. While Reina shared his interest in learning to read, she didn’t see a point to looking at runes she couldn’t understand.

Once the Gold Wizard became well enough to sit up and talk, Reina cornered him on the big issue.

“What are we going to do next?”

The Gold Wizard ran his hand through his hair and glanced around the room, now clean and tidy. “What’d you do to my stuff?” He sounded miffed.

Reina glared at him. “I didn’t do anything. I just cleaned. You ought to try that more often.”

He snorted. “I liked my home fine the way it was.”

“Well, how about answering my question. We’re running out of cold food—we can’t stay here.”

He sighed. “I know. I … um … figure we needed to find the Green Wizard.” He blushed. “With this many of the Red Wizard’s monsters after us, I need help protecting Austyn long enough to train him to use the magic. The Green Wizard lives here in the forest. He’ll protect us long enough to get Austyn ready … I hope.”

He mumbled the last two words in a barely audible tone. Reina silently agreed with his worry. It seemed unlikely they’d stay safe long enough anywhere to actually get Austyn ready to face the Red Wizard. She glanced at Austyn, who watched the Gold Wizard with a worried gaze.

“What if I can’t learn it?” Austyn asked.

“Nonsense!” A bit of the Gold Wizard’s usual glib tone returned. “The magic you carry as the Warrior Child is unique to you alone. You can’t possibly fail; the magic is your birthright. And only this particular magic you have can defeat the Red Wizard.”

“Why?” Reina asked. The question had been bugging her for a long time. From what she’d seen, the Gold Wizard, perhaps, wasn’t a very good wizard, but surely one of the other wizards in the country had greater power. If they all got together, couldn’t they defeat the Red Wizard?

“Every wizard has two kinds of magic. First, some general skills all wizards have, and second, a special talent that he alone carries. The Red Wizard has a truly terrible and unique skill. He has a death magic that whispers to your soul and commands it to die. Even if you have every reason to live, this magic is so strong, it convinces your inner being to give up and die! Not even the most powerful wizard can defend himself against it.”

The Gold Wizard’s eyes watered, and he looked away.

“He killed someone you loved?” Reina asked tentatively.

The Gold Wizard wiped away his tears. “My father, the last Gold Wizard. He was so strong, a wonderful wizard; I can hardly believe that at a simple command by the Red Wizard, he dropped dead.” The wizard cleared his throat. “He had the talent of seeing the future. He gave me the prophecy about the Child Warrior. See, the Child Warrior—that’s you, Austyn—has a special magic that can withstand and destroy the power of the Red Wizard, that will prevent him from sending his death wish into you. You, and you alone can destroy him. That’s why learning your magic is so important.”

“What do the medallion and the sword in the prophecy have to do with it?” Reina asked.

“Well, the medallion I believe provides a focus for the magic, while, um, the sword, I, uh, think, will actually destroy the Red Wizard. Or, um, perhaps Austyn will use it in a spell that will destroy him.”

“You don’t even know!” Reina couldn’t believe what she was hearing. I’m not going to let him take us to fight the Red Wizard without knowing what we have to do! “Why are you taking us into danger if you don’t even know?”

The Gold Wizard reddened. “I know we need it, and by the time we have it, I’ll have deciphered more of the prophecy. Or, in getting it, we will learn what to do with it. I didn’t know how the medallion would identify the Child Warrior before I found it—that was revealed in the process.” He puffed up his chest, in an attempt, Reina guessed, to look like he knew more than he did. “Prophecies are just brief glimpses given to the seer—images, words, meant for those who follow them to decipher and ponder.”

All the same, Reina wouldn’t let him risk their lives like that until they knew what they were doing.

“But how do you know you read them the right way?” Austyn asked.

“Look, that’s enough talking,” the Gold Wizard said. “I need to go eat something.” He got up and walked across the room. “Where’d you put everything, anyway?”

Reina huffed. “Back in the cupboards where it belongs.” She followed him over, but he’d already found what remained of the food. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you to clean things up?”

He rolled his eyes at her. “We had servants. My mother was a lady, a cousin of the king himself.”

“That’s no excuse.” She looked him over as he ignored her and ate. “How old are you, anyway?”

He answered while chewing. “That’s not a polite question to ask an adult.”

Neither is talking with your mouth full. She glared at him until he cracked.

“I’ll be eighteen this fall, little girl. But age doesn’t matter—my father taught me loads of stuff.”

Reina refrained from mentioning the immaturity of saying how old he was going to be, rather than how old he was. “You’re hardly grown! Why didn’t the Green Wizard come and find the Child Warrior instead—or is he a boy as well?”

The Gold Wizard waved his hands in the air, his face angry. “I’m the son of the Gold Wizard, and it’s my job to be the next Gold Wizard.” He banged his fist on the table, and his voice rose. “I’m taking down that murdering Red Wizard who slaughtered my family, and you, little girl—”

“Stop calling me that!” Fury at how the Gold Wizard’s pride had put Austyn in danger filled her.

Within moments, they were both yelling at each other at the top of their lungs. A triumphant shriek rent the air, and they both dropped silent. Claws scraped against the roof and door of the cottage, and the howling of snakewolves sounded eerily all around them. Reina and the Gold Wizard stared at each other in horror; they made a dash for Austyn and the trap door.

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Chapter Eight: More Trouble

As they raced through the dark tunnel, a crash behind them told Reina that the snakewolves had entered the house. The trap door might stop them for a moment, but the harpies would be able to open it.

“Faster!” hissed the Gold Wizard. The same thought must have occurred to him.

He came to an abrupt stop at the end of the tunnel, and she crashed into his back. The Gold Wizard didn’t comment, just slammed his staff down until sunlight poured down, almost blinding them. A wrenching noise behind them, along with the clear call of the snakewolves, announced they had entered the tunnel.

Reina dragged Austyn up the steps, but he stumbled, unable to keep pace. She tripped on the last step, and they both fell; she held Austyn to her and rolled away. The Gold Wizard closed the door after them, and the ground shook. Reina scrambled to her feet. She heard the angry noise of the snakewolves trapped underground.

“This way,” gasped the Gold Wizard.

Reina grabbed Austyn’s hand, the Gold Wizard his other, and they dashed forward, half-dragging poor Austyn along. The trees grew hazy, and Reina’s side ached. When she thought she wouldn’t be able to keep up, the Gold Wizard slowed and peered around them. “I think we lost them.”

They slowed to a walk, and Reina held her aching side. After about half an hour, they emerged on a path. The Gold Wizard brightened. “I know this place. We go this way, west, and we’ll be at the Green Wizard’s house in no time.”

Austyn leaned against Reina, and she sensed his exhaustion. The Gold Wizard wiped his brow. “We have to keep going, in case they pick up our trail. Once we get to the Green Wizard’s, we can rest.”

Reina nodded, too tired to speak, and took Austyn’s hand again. The Gold Wizard started down the path, but she couldn’t keep up with his pace anymore, and Austyn stumbled next to her. “Be strong, Austyn—we can do it,” she said, although she felt like sitting down and giving up.

“I can’t, Reina, I’m too tired.”

She paused to consider him. His red face and tear-stained eyes stared up at her, and he looked ready to collapse. She had to find some way to keep him going.

“What’s the holdup?” the Gold Wizard called.

“Wait a second,” Reina replied and searched around the sides of the path until she found a stick about Austyn’s height. “Here, this staff will help you.”

Austyn gave her a weak smile. Yet the staff seemed to help. Although still slow, he continued onward. Reina sighed in relief. She started telling a story about what a wonderful house the Green Wizard had and how nice and powerful a wizard he was. Gradually, Austyn’s dull expression faded into a smile, and he picked up his pace a little.

Something rustled in the bushes off to Reina’s left, and icy apprehension ran down her spine. She heard a low hiss. She laid a hand on Austyn’s shoulder to stop him.

“Listen,” she whispered.

They heard another hiss, and Austyn’s eyes widened. He clutched his stick tighter. Reina scanned the path and found a stick of her own. It was too long, so she stepped on it, breaking off a piece about as long as her arm. The Gold Wizard, now several yards ahead, glanced over his shoulder at them.

“What’s wrong?”

A snakewolf burst from the underbrush and leapt straight at Austyn’s throat. He hit at it with his stick, and it broke against the sharp fangs. Austyn thrust the sharp, broken end at the snakewolf’s nose. At the same time, Reina brought her stick down on its head, knocking it out. Then she smashed her stick into its eye to kill it. Austyn turned a bit green and looked away, and the blood oozing out of the eye socket made Reina feel sick as well.

She didn’t have time to dwell on it, though, because several more snakewolves leapt onto the path, separating them from the Gold Wizard. He lifted his staff, and fire poured from the end of it, setting the tree above him on fire, but missing the snakewolves entirely. He angled his staff, searing several of them with the flames, but more snakewolves appeared to take their place.

“Use magic,” Reina ordered Austyn, waving her stick to keep them back.

Austyn clutched his broken stick and shook his head. “I c—can’t.”

“Then run!” Reina pushed him into the side of the woods away from the snakewolves. She hit one of them on the head, but another jumped at her side, its claws raking down her left arm. She wasn’t going to last long. Kicking another snakewolf in the jaw, she turned and ran.

“I’ll catch you up!” the Gold Wizard yelled.

A loud bang echoed behind her, and she hoped the Gold Wizard could prevent the snakewolves from following.

A snakewolf leapt on her from behind, sending her falling forward. She expected to feel its fangs sink into the back of her neck, but they didn’t. Instead, she heard Austyn yell, then the noise of a rock hitting the snakewolf. It turned to face him, and she rolled to her back, seized another rock, and swung it at the snakewolf’s eyes. Together they knocked it out. Reina struggled to her feet, and Austyn grabbed her hand, pulling her farther into the woods. They ran into a little stream. Remembering how water had helped them earlier, Reina started scrambling upstream.

Ahead rose a steep hill. Too tired to speak, she pointed it out to Austyn. They left the stream and headed towards the rocky outcrop. Boulders covered the entire slope. She boosted Austyn up to the top of the first huge rock and clambered up behind him. Halfway up the hill, they found a small dip in the rock, making a little grotto. If they sat at the back, it offered shelter as well as hiding them from sight. Back the way they’d come Reina couldn’t see any snakewolves, and they were too tired to run any farther. She leaned against the back of the alcove, and Austyn collapsed next to her.

They waited for several hours. Reina’s stomach started to ache with hunger, and the sun sank lower in the sky. Where was the Gold Wizard? She hid her worry until Austyn fell asleep. Then she climbed a rock that stuck out from the side of the hill to get a good view. Endless trees spread out before her—no sign of either the snakewolves or the Gold Wizard anywhere. He’s just a bit slow. He’ll be along any moment.

Austyn woke fretful and worried. There was still no sign of the Gold Wizard, even though evening had come. Reina decided they should climb down and find something to eat. They didn’t have much luck, just some berries, and they were both hungry and cold. Reina had no steel and flint to start a fire—she seemed to have dropped it during their flight. She decided they’d be better off up in the grotto for the night.

“The Gold Wizard will come back by the morning,” she consoled Austyn.

But the Gold Wizard didn’t show in the morning either. By noon, both of them had grown nearly frantic.

“What are we going to do?” Austyn asked, a tear running down his face. “What if he’s dead?”

“He’s not dead,” Reina said with more conviction than she felt. “He’s got magic, remember. Maybe they’re still chasing him and he doesn’t dare go after us.” Or he could have gotten lost again. It seemed the most likely theory.

“Then what do we do?” Austyn asked. “What if he never finds us?”

Apparently, Austyn had come to the same conclusion. Reina gave him a hug.

“Don’t worry, we’ll keep going west and north, like he said, and we’ll meet him at the Green Wizard’s house. If we keep going, we’ll be sure to run into it.” Or at least find somewhere else safe. “Then when we get there, we can do some magic, and the Gold Wizard can use that to track us down. Remember, that’s how he found you in the first place—by the magic you used when we killed the harpy.”

Austyn shook his head. “I didn’t use any magic.”

“Yes, you did. I felt it when our hands met, right before I threw the rock.” Reina squinted at the sun. “I think northwest is this way.” She started off through the woods. Turning back to smile at Austyn, Reina stuffed her fears down deep, trying to ignore the fact that it seemed highly unlikely they’d find either the Green Wizard or the Gold one. She didn’t know what they’d do if they didn’t, but she didn’t want to think about it. Doing anything was better than just sitting there. “Come on—the sooner we get going, the sooner we get there.”

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Chapter Nine: A Castle

The dense canopy made it difficult to follow the sun northwest. Reina had to keep finding open spots to get her bearings. After three hours of walking, they ended up at a trail. It didn’t run northwest, but rather north and south, so she picked what looked like north and tried to stay cheerful.

“If we just keep following this, we’ll end up somewhere for sure,” she told Austyn.

As they continued on, the forest got denser. Huge trees blocked out almost all the sunlight, and the bushes grew thick on either side of the path. They rounded the next bend, and Reina gasped. In front of them stood an enormous stone castle surrounded by massive trees.

Moss and lichen-covered stones rose dark and formidable at the end of the path, which stopped at the drawbridge lowered over a moat of green, slimy mush. A dark opening on the other side yawned at them, more threatening than inviting. Tall spikes of metal lined the walls—not that Reina could imagine anyone climbing them, as slippery and smooth as they looked. Green streaks of ick stained the bottom of the castle, right where it met the moat.

“Well, I bet this is the Green Wizard’s home,” Reina said, trying to sound confident. It did look like an enchantment-ridden place where a wizard might live.

“It doesn’t look very friendly,” Austyn said. “Maybe he doesn’t want visitors.”

“We’ll just tell him we’re friends of the Gold Wizard, and he ought to welcome us.” Truthfully, Reina felt inclined to agree with Austyn, but they didn’t have much choice. The path didn’t seem to lead anywhere else. “Maybe the Gold Wizard is already there, waiting for us.”

“I guess.” Austyn still sounded worried, and Reina had to admit she didn’t feel too comfortable with this castle herself.

Still, she squared her shoulders and marched up to the end of the drawbridge. It looked solid enough, so she walked onto it. Her feet made a dull thud on the wood. She peered into the black passageway at the end.

“What’s that?”

She turned as Austyn raced across the drawbridge to her side, pointing down in the moat. Black scales slid along the surface, then disappeared.

“Nothing we want to meet,” she muttered. “Let’s get in there.”

She grabbed Austyn and pulled him towards the darkness of the castle. Austyn screamed, and she turned around. A huge, black reptilian head rose out of the moat.

“Come on.” She yanked him forward.

Hearing the scrape of the creature’s claws on the drawbridge behind them, she broke into a run. In the distance, she glimpsed gray light, and she put on an extra burst of speed. They broke out of the darkness and into a courtyard. Now the gray walls completely surrounded them. Ahead lay the inner part of the castle, where another gateway beckoned to them, but they’d only made it halfway across the courtyard when a dark shape blotted out the sky. A huge black dragon sailed over their heads from behind and landed directly in front of them.

Reina whirled around just in time to watch a metal portcullis smash down over the doorway they had just come through. They were trapped! Austyn made a little squawk of a noise, his face paled, and he collapsed in a faint at her feet. Reina’s hands felt terribly empty as she turned around to face the dragon.

Its huge black body still dripped with green slime from the moat. Its silver eyes sparkled, fixing on her, and it opened its mouth into a large, toothy grin. It smelled as bad as the moat.

“What, child, are you doing trespassing in my castle?” Its hot breath washed over her, convincing her that it could breathe fire if it wished.

Don’t show any fear, she told herself. She straightened up and glared defiantly at it. “We’re here to see the Green Wizard. This is hardly the way to greet a couple of exhausted travelers.” She shook her finger at the dragon. “We’ve had enough without you too. Let us through!”

The dragon cocked its head, regarding her for a long moment. She wanted to check Austyn, make sure that he was all right, but she didn’t dare.

“You are not afraid of me?” the dragon asked. “I could eat you in one bite.”

I’m sure you could. “Of course I am,” she snapped at it. “But I’m not just going to scream and run. Besides, I’m trying to get in, not out.” She took a step towards it, even though everything in her wanted to run away. “Once I get ahold of that Green Wizard, I’m going to tell him exactly what I think of his way of welcoming visitors. Now step aside and let us through!”

“I will let you through on one condition.” The dragon bared its teeth at her and stood up.

Reina bent her legs, ready to jump aside if it should attack her, but instead it stood on its four feet, wings spread, and looked down at her.

“Walk beneath my body to the door.”

Reina gulped. “I thought dragons’ bellies were their weak spot.”

“You don’t have a weapon.”

That was only too true. And with Austyn unconscious, they didn’t even have a chance to use magic.

“Fine. If you promise to let me through without attacking.”

“I promise nothing, only that if you don’t do it, you will have no chance at all of getting through.”

She hadn’t expected it to agree. “Okay, we’ll do it.” She bent to wake Austyn.

“Stop. Leave him. You must go yourself.”

Anger replaced all her fear, and she whirled around to face the dragon. “Never!” I should have known it would trick me. “I won’t leave Austyn. Eat me, then, and let him go.”

The dragon blinked in surprise. “I won’t harm him.”

“And I won’t leave him!”

The dragon snorted. “Very well. I see you have courage, child. Take your brother if you must, but I won’t be responsible for what happens afterward.”

Reina bent and shook him. “Austyn! Wake up.” He didn’t even grumble in his sleep. “What did you do to him?” she demanded. “Let him wake up!”

“He won’t in my presence,” the dragon said, and the hint of a chuckle in his voice irritated her further. “He’s too afraid, and that fear binds him while I stand here.”

Reina gave him a scathing look and picked Austyn up in her arms. He was horribly heavy. “He’s only six. It’s normal for him to be afraid. You did it to him on purpose, scaring us like that.” With each step, her arms ached, but she continued towards the dragon, her anger supporting her. “If he doesn’t wake up, I’ll find a way to make you pay, I promise.”

“He’ll wake, but he’ll not have passed this test,” the dragon said softly. “I said I wouldn’t be responsible for his welfare afterwards, and I won’t. It’s you who insists on bringing him where he shouldn’t go.”

“Hrmf.” He probably just wants to eat him when I’m gone. She marched right under the dragon, determined to make it without dropping Austyn. Ahead stood the door, and as she approached, it opened.

“Good luck, little morsel,” the dragon said.

She turned her head. The dragon had turned around and sat on the ground facing her. It winked, and then flew away. Austyn groaned, and she gently set him on his feet as he came to.

“Reina.” He sobbed and clung to her. “I was so scared. I thought we were going to die.”

“It’s okay, it’s okay.” She rocked him for a moment. “It was just a jerk that liked scaring people. It’s gone now. Let’s go in and find the wizards.”

Austyn wiped his tears away with his sleeve and nodded. She took his hand and entered the castle. Windows near the ceiling let dim gray light filter down. The arched hall led to a large dining hall. Tables with flowing white tablecloths filled the hall, and all the places were set, yet she saw no one.

“Hello?” Her voice echoed across the room. She walked up to one of the tables for a closer look; a fine layer of dust covered the plates. Looking up, she saw cobwebs hanging from the windows.

“I don’t think anyone’s lived here for a long time,” she said in a low voice. “But we’d better keep going, just to check.”

She crossed the room, glancing at several doorways, trying to decide which one to pick. Something glittered in the doorway on the far side, so she went in that direction. When she reached the passageway, she noticed light sparkling down at the far end. Figuring it was as good a choice as any, she headed down the passageway. White lace tapestries hung on the walls, but they too looked dusty. At the end of the passage, a wooden door stood half-open. She peeked in.

A small, square hall stretched out in front of her, with a very tall ceiling with a skylight. Red tapestries depicting a unicorn hunt adorned the walls. At the far end of the room stood an archway. While it had no door, rippling blue light filled the arch. Magic, Reina thought. She stepped into the room and, sure enough, a cool vibration came from the light-filled arch.

Hand in hand with Austyn, Reina approached the arch. She didn’t dare touch the sparkling blue energy. Next to it hung a smaller red tapestry, with the picture of a unicorn sitting in a little fenced garden. The unicorn wore a gold collar encrusted with jewels, and birds and flowers were stitched into the background.

“Only if you are pure and innocent of body and heart may you pass through here,” the unicorn said.

“What?” Reina blinked and rubbed her eyes. She turned to Austyn. “Did you hear that?”

He wrinkled his nose at her. “Yeah, the picture talked! Weird.”

Reina looked back up at the unicorn. It distinctly turned its head and fixed an embroidered eye on her. Her stomach turned over. In a way, it unsettled her more than the dragon.

“If you are, you may walk forward without fear.”

After speaking, the picture returned to its previous position and didn’t move. Reina glanced back at Austyn, who shrugged.

“Well, here goes.” Reina extended her hand into the blue light. It felt cold. Purple, yellow, and pink stripes now flashed in the barrier, but it didn’t hurt her. She took a deep breath and walked through. Icy energy enveloped her for a moment … and then she was on the other side.

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Chapter Ten: The Unicorn Sword

Reina stood in a magnificent hall, but unlike the one before, this one was decorated in rainbow colors, with tapestries and jewels encasing the wall. At the far end a fireplace suddenly lit up, and a table with two chairs began setting themselves up in front of it. Her eyes almost bugged out as food appeared on it. Her stomach grumbled, and she wanted to run over and start eating but realized that Austyn wasn’t next to her. She turned around and saw Austyn through the blue wall. Apparently he couldn’t see her, because he started yelling.

“Reina? Reina, where are you?”

“Here!” she yelled back, but he didn’t respond, perhaps he couldn’t hear her. She put her hand to the barrier, but it only seemed to work one way. It was solid now, and cold like ice. For a moment she panicked. What if they were stuck apart? Why hadn’t she pulled Austyn through with her?

And then Austyn stepped through the barrier. Again it turned purple, rose, and yellow as he went through. He blinked for a moment, and she wrapped her arms around him.

“That scared me!”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know that would happen.” She kissed him on the forehead. “Look, food!”

They hurried over to the table. The fire warmed her after the cold of the barrier. Reina sat down and breathed in the wonderful smells. It was exotic food, stuff she’d hardly ever seen. Grapes, oranges, strawberries, as well as spiced turkey, stuffing, and apple pie. A teapot poured out two cups of tea as she watched.

“Do you think it’s safe?” Austyn asked, poking a finger at some grapes.

Reina didn’t want to think about it—she wanted to eat. “Well, I think we ought to try it.” Wasn’t Austyn starving as well? “It looks perfectly good. Perhaps it appeared here just for us.”

Austyn frowned. “I dunno.”

“Okay, I’ll try it first, just a little, to find out.” She picked a grape and popped it in her mouth. Its sweetness made her close her eyes in contentment. “Tastes just fine to me.” She let hunger take over and served herself a full plate.

Austyn sat down and watched her carefully for a few minutes before taking a few grapes. Reina smiled to see that, after a few bites, he ate as furiously as she was.

“Merrrow?”

Reina turned. A sleek, red-gold cat sat between the table and the fire. It had black markings along its eyes, the tips of its ears, and its paws. Its yellow eyes fixed on Reina’s plate.

“Oh, are you hungry too?” she asked, grinning.

“Rrrow.”

Normally, her parents didn’t hold with feeding animals, but the cat looked so well-kept and regal, Reina felt sure it belonged to whoever owned the castle. Surely they fed their pet good food and wouldn’t mind if she shared. And even if the wizard, or whoever owned this place, did mind, looking at the pitiful expression of the cat, Reina decided she didn’t care. They had plenty more food here than either of them could eat at the moment. She scanned the little table and grabbed a tea saucer. She ripped off some turkey, put it in the saucer, and set it on the floor.

The cat tucked in as if it had been starving. Reina giggled.

“Let’s give it some milk too,” Austyn said, grabbing the little milk pitcher from next to the teapot. He put his saucer on the floor and poured the milk into it. The cat started to purr and lapped it up.

As they continued to eat, Reina’s eyes drooped. She was exhausted. Part of her wanted to keep searching for the Green Wizard—he ought to be around here somewhere—but she was too tired. A stuffed chair stood next to the fireplace. Perhaps if she just sat down for a bit, she’d feel up to it in a minute. She dragged herself over to the chair, and Austyn joined her. It was plenty large enough for both of them.

The cat stalked over, staring up at them again with big golden eyes. Reina patted her lap, and it jumped up. Together they ran their hands across its fur as it kneaded their legs. Within minutes, all three of them fell asleep.

A gentle touch to Reina’s face woke her. She opened her eyes. Two large amber eyes looked intently at her face. The cat gently tapped her cheek again with its paw. She yawned and stretched. The cat jumped down. Austyn remained asleep, his curls sticking up every which way. She smiled and gently shook him awake. He looked confused for a second.

“I thought for a moment we were home again,” he said in a quiet voice.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get home someday,” Reina replied. “Mama and Papa will be waiting for us, and everything will be like it was before, only better, because there’ll be no harpies or Red Wizard.”

“I miss Mama and Papa.” Austyn sniffed. “What if we don’t ever get back?”

“We will. I promise.”

“Meow!”

The cat interrupted their discussion. They both stared down at it. It started pacing back and forth, tail straight in the air, looking over its shoulder at them before coming back, rubbing against their legs, and then heading away again. Reina and Austyn looked at each other in surprise.

“I guess we’d better do what it wants,” Reina said, standing up.

The cat crashed its head against her leg, purring, and she reached down to scratch it behind the ear. Suddenly, it turned and headed across the hall. They followed. The cat led them out of the hall, into a corridor with one side covered in more unicorn tapestries, the other in arched windows that looked out on the most beautiful garden Reina had ever seen. She stopped for a moment to gaze at it, all the carefully trimmed trees and bushes, beds of gorgeous flowers, and in the center, a fountain with a marble unicorn rearing up amid the water.

An impatient meow from the cat made her rip herself away. They continued past the garden until they reached the bottom of a curling staircase. Reina guessed this led to one of the castle’s towers. The cat started up and turned to stare at them as if to ask, “Well, aren’t you coming?”

“We are, we are,” she told it and started up the stairs.

Austyn giggled. “You’re talking to a cat.”

“Well, it’s not any ordinary cat—it’s a magic cat.”

“How do you know?”

“It doesn’t act like a normal cat.”

“Ha. I think it does.”

Reina glared at him. “What would you know about it?”

“I’m the one who used to play with all the cats, not you. They all act like they know everything, and we’re the dumb ones.”

Reina shrugged. “Whatever.”

Just when she began to think the stairs would never end, they reached the top. The cat sat next to the wooden door at the top, waiting for them. Reina opened it and stepped in. She gasped. The room was entirely white, with windows all around the walls and a white altar in the middle of the room, covered by a white cloth. On it lay the most beautiful sword Reina could ever have imagined.

She had only seen a couple before, rusty and plain. This sword looked brand new and polished. Sun glinted off the long blade. She stepped closer. The handle was inlaid with gold and wrapped in light brown leather. The cross piece had two silver running unicorns engraved on it, with their horns meeting in the center, and on the pommel was another unicorn, this one standing still and looking over its shoulder.

Grasping the sword gently, she turned it over. The pommel on the other side had a unicorn rearing, although the crosspiece was the same. On the blade three runes were etched, but of course she couldn’t read them. She knew it probably wasn’t proper to handle the sword, but something about it drew her to it. She lifted it, pointing the blade outward. The balance felt right—solid enough to control, but not so heavy as to hurt her arms.

She smiled. Warmth spread through her, humming gently through her arms, and she gave the sword a few swings. It seemed to guide her motions, to whisper to her how to use it. It felt in every way hers. Reina pointed it downward and sighed. It was so beautiful, and she wanted it more than anything, but was it wrong to take it? Then a new and saddening thought hit her. Was this the Sword of Chivalry? The Gold Wizard didn’t say anything about unicorns, and besides, he said it was in a cave, not a castle. This can’t be it … it’s a different sword, the Unicorn Sword.

She turned to look at Austyn, who stared at it.

“I think it’s meant for me.” The words just popped out of her mouth.

Austyn frowned. “But what if it belongs to someone else—like the Green Wizard?”

Reina shook her head, her conviction growing. “I don’t think this is the Green Wizard’s house. The Gold Wizard didn’t mention dragons or magic arches or cats or unicorns or anything else we’ve seen here. I think this place is for this sword—The Unicorn Sword. And I think it wants us to take it along with us.”

“How do you know that?”

“I don’t know, but I think it wants me to have it.” She set the sword down, but all her being wanted to pick it up again and keep it. With an effort, she stepped back. “You pick it up and see what happens.”

Austyn still looked worried. He stepped forward, examining it. He reached out but stopped short of touching it and withdrew his hand.

“Go on. You’re going to have a sword soon, the Sword of Chivalry. You should try this one out and see what it feels like.”

Still frowning, Austyn lifted it with both hands. He quickly dropped it back, and it landed on the altar with a clank. “It’s too heavy!”

Before she really knew it, Reina grabbed the sword again. It felt right to hold it. “I’m taking it with us. I’ll need a sword, too, when we face the Red Wizard, and I don’t think the Gold Wizard will bother to get me one.”

Austyn looked wary but didn’t object.

But how would she carry it? Reina glanced around and found a belt and scabbard on the altar that she hadn’t seen earlier. Had she just missed them? She decided not to ponder it. Instead, she buckled it on, finding it fit her perfectly, and slid the sword into the sheath. Done, she headed back to the doorway. The cat had disappeared.

Reina led the way down the stairs and through the hall. Outside, she noticed the garden was no longer beautiful, but an empty waste with sticks of dead trees. With a shiver, she picked up their pace. Austyn practically had to run to keep up. Behind them, she heard a rumble and knew more than saw when she glanced over her shoulder that the tower crumbled behind her.

“Run!”

Everything stood out clearly as she ran. She knew each turn of the castle, each room. They pounded through the fire room. The arch no longer held the blue magic force field. Then they returned to the dusty dining hall, the front door ahead. The rumbling behind them grew louder and more fearsome. Austyn stumbled, and Reina paused to wait for him to scramble to his feet. Finally, they dashed out into the courtyard.

Reina let her breath out in a whoosh of relief. The dragon had disappeared. She ran across the open space. Behind them the dark towers of the castle were collapsing. “Hurry!”

The portcullis was up, and they dashed into the archway. Above their heads, the walls rumbled. Austyn dropped behind a pace, and a crash sounded. Reina whirled. A boulder had fallen from the ceiling, the force tumbling Austyn to the ground. She rushed to him.

“Ouch!” He scrambled up. “I scraped myself. We gotta get out.”

Reina shoved him forward. “You first.”

Austyn dashed across the drawbridge. Reina followed, hearing the wood creaking behind her. As her feet left the drawbridge, it crumbled into the moat. She turned around and, with a terrific rumble, the entire castle collapsed into a pile of rubble.

“What about the cat?”

Reina turned. Tears ran down Austyn’s face. Her own eyes grew moist at the thought that the cat might be somewhere under that heap of stones, but she gathered Austyn in her arms and reassured him anyway.

“It was already gone. I bet it knew what was going happen and got out before we did.”

“You really think so?”

“Yeah, I’m sure it’s safe. It was a smart cat, remember?” I hope the dragon got crushed, though. It was pretty rude. She glanced at the still intact green waters of the moat. It occurred to her that they should move away from here, just to be safe. “Well, now that we’re back in the woods, let’s see if we can find that Green Wizard.”

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Chapter Eleven: The Shadowsoul

While Reina had no clearer an idea of where to go after the castle than before it, she felt more confident. Somehow, facing the ordeal of the castle gave her a sense that she could handle things. Or perhaps it was the Unicorn Sword hanging at her side. It gave her confidence against facing more snakewolves, never mind the fact that she had never used a sword. In her hand, the Unicorn Sword directed her movements of its own accord. So Reina made a guess as to which direction was northwest, and they started off again in search of the path and the elusive Green Wizard.

For a while, her confidence held. Sun patterned the forest floor, allowing her to find a clear path through the trees. She half-expected to come across the path and the Green Wizard’s house at any moment. Just a day ago, everything had felt hopeless, and now it seemed reasonable that the two wizards would train Austyn, and then the two of them could destroy anything together, even the Red Wizard.

At first, Reina didn’t notice the darkness. When she did, it seemed a bit like twilight, and it didn’t register that it wasn’t yet midday. The wind picked up, creating a chill, but she just quickened their pace. Finally once heavy mists blocked out most of the sunlight, and she glanced at Austyn and noticed his arms around his body and his teeth chattering. Only then did she have the first inclination something was wrong.

She glanced at a nearby bush. Frost formed on its branches. She shivered, confused. It shouldn’t be this cold. With that realization came a terrible feeling of foreboding. Something terrible stalked them. Reina turned to find the trees behind them cloaked entirely in shadow.

“Austyn,” she whispered, her breath coming out frosty white. Her eyes went wide. “Run!”

She grabbed his hand and started running. With terror coursing through her, they dashed through the woods, trying to escape the dark and cold. They crashed through bushes, branches tearing at their arms and legs. Reina led them weaving around trees and rocks, scrambling under logs or over boulders. Now, and then she glanced back, but the dark and cold seemed to be gaining.

Her final look cost her—she fell flat. Austyn’s tear-stained face stared down at her.

“Keep running!” she yelled at him, struggling to get to her feet, but he didn’t. He just stood there, eyes wide and face pale.

Once on her feet, she realized it was too late. Dark clouds surrounded them. How do you fight darkness? It started twisting and changing. It took the form of a dark bear, then a bat, then a vulture. Reina and Austyn backed up until they hit a tree as the shadow moved closer.

“What is it?” Austyn whispered.

The darkness seemed to whisper back, “Shadowsoul.”

A deep, consuming hunger emanated from it, and Reina felt its desire to devour them. Then the darkness changed shape again, into a tall, black human figure with a cape, and she instinctively knew it was the shape of the Red Wizard. Unlike the monsters they had met before, she felt no determination to survive as it drew near. It held her, mesmerized and shaking.

White erupted between them and the shadowsoul. Reina gasped. A unicorn appeared before them. Its long silver horn flashed, and light broke through where it stood, expanding to include both children in its circle. The shadowsoul broke form into an undefined mass of darkness, and the unicorn charged at it. The shadowsoul flew, with the unicorn chasing after it, back into the woods. Reina blinked several times, feeling lost. The sun came back, and the woods warmed. She glanced at Austyn; he looked dazed too.

She heard footsteps and looked up again. The unicorn had returned. It lowered its head until its horn pointed right at her forehead.

Fear not. The words echoed in her head, and then the unicorn disappeared. Something on the ground sparkled, and Reina looked down and gave a cry of surprise. The sword, her sword, lay on the ground in front of her, the tip facing her. She clapped her hand to the scabbard. Sure enough, it was empty. She shook her head to clear it; she didn’t remember drawing the sword. What was it doing there?

She stepped forward and grabbed the handle. A tingle ran down her arm, and she almost dropped the sword.

“Weird,” she muttered. “We’d better get moving.”

Austyn, still silent, nodded and followed.

The woods seemed to go on forever. Austyn didn’t look very well either—his face had turned a sickly, pale color. When they came across a stump, Reina sat down on it and patted the place next to it.

“Let’s take a rest.”

Austyn shook his head. “The shadowsoul is still following us. I can feel it trying to find us again. We have to keep going.”

“What?” Reina gave him a confused look.

“I said, I can feel it!” Austyn stamped his foot. “Like a big ugly lump in the back of my head. It’s still looking for us.”

Reina’s stomach tightened. She guessed the magic let him sense it, and she didn’t like it. She got up with a sigh.

“Fine, we’ll keep going. But I have no idea where. We’re lost.” Tears sprang to her eyes, and despite her intention to keep her fears to herself, they came tumbling out. “We’ll never find the Gold and Green Wizards. We’ll just wander around in this stupid forest forever.”

Austyn buried his face in her shirt, letting slip a little sob. Reina felt terrible for having discouraged him like that, but the shadowsoul had shattered her confidence. Within moments, they’d both started crying. A gentle touch on her shoulder made Reina look up—straight into the face of the unicorn.

“Oh,” she cried, wiping away the tears.

Austyn went quiet mid-sob. He stared at the unicorn. Confidence rushed through Reina, and she stood up straighter. It’s going to help us. She couldn’t get the words out, though. Her tongue felt stuck to the roof of her mouth. The unicorn bowed its head at them, turned and started walking away. Austyn slipped his hand into hers, and Reina followed it. It walked slow enough that they never lost sight of it and picked paths they found fairly easy to follow.

Evening came, turning the leaves above them shades of gold. Light bathed the tree trunks in yellow, making the bark glisten. Birds twittered above them, and animals began coming out—foxes, raccoons, weasels, wolves, even a bear. They stopped, staring at the unicorn as it passed. Reina felt no fear, only wonder, following in its wake.

The sun went down. The unicorn glowed softly in the light of the rising moon. Still it walked ahead, and they continued to follow. Moonlight turned the forest silver. The shadows of the leaves patterned the ground under their feet. Everything wrapped together into the endless woods. Reina couldn’t tell if she was awake or asleep, only that she still walked on.

They came to a clearing, a little circle of grass surrounded by huge trees. In the center on a rock sat the Gold Wizard, his head in his hands. Crying? Austyn ran forward, past the unicorn. The Gold Wizard turned towards them, his tears sparkling like stars as they ran down his cheeks. Austyn threw his arms around his neck. The Gold Wizard gave a half-choked cry and returned the embrace. Wonder danced in his eyes.

Reina gazed at the unicorn. She held out her hand to it, and it blew hot air on her and nuzzled her palm. Silver light flashed, and the unicorn sword appeared in her hand in its place. Reina almost dropped it in surprise but managed to hold on. She sheathed it and turned back to Austyn and the Gold Wizard. Neither of them seemed to have noticed what had just happened.

“What’s wrong?” Austyn asked the Gold Wizard.

“The Green Wizard is dead.” The Gold Wizard shook his head. “Murdered by snakewolves.”

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Chapter Twelve: Flight to the Mountains

“What?” Reina stared at the Gold Wizard in shock. She couldn’t believe what he’d just said.

“After we got separated, I couldn’t find you anywhere, so I decided to continue on to the Green Wizard’s place and ask him to help find you. When I got there, everything was torn apart, and he was dead. More of the snakewolves attacked me, and I barely escaped.” He shook his head. “It’s terrible—the woods are crawling with them.”

“They’re nothing compared to that shadowsoul,” Reina muttered.

The Gold Wizard blanched. “You met the shadowsoul?”

“It’s still after us,” whispered Austyn. “It’s far away, but tracking us again. It won’t stop.”

“This gets worse and worse.” The Gold Wizard started pacing around the rock. “We can’t stay in the woods. We have to get somewhere safe, fast. Austyn needs time to learn to use the magic, and for that we need safety.” He stopped and gave them a grim look. “I don’t like it, but we have to go to the mountains and ask the Blue Wizard to help us.”

This plan sounded suspiciously like the one they’d just abandoned involving the now dead Green Wizard. Reina was not impressed. “What makes this Blue Wizard so different from the green one?”

The Gold Wizard shrugged. “The Blue Wizard isn’t important, not really. We’re unlikely to get much help there—maybe just a place to stay that has a chance of keeping us safe. I just don’t like going all the way to the mountains.” He wouldn’t quite meet her eyes, and she had the impression he might be lying. However, before she could object, he stood up and took Austyn’s hand. “It’s getting late; let’s find a place to sleep.”

They spent the night under some bushes, and the Gold Wizard led them north the next day. About midday, when they stopped to eat, he noticed the unicorn sword.

“Where’d you get that?” He reached out towards it, and Reina put her hand protectively on the pommel.

“We found it, in a castle.” She glared at him. “I’m going to need a sword too, not just Austyn. This one is a different sword than the one he needs, so I can have this one. Besides, the Unicorn Sword chose me.” While she still didn’t understand it, she felt it was true.

The Gold Wizard narrowed his eyes. “Did you pass a series of tests before finding it?”

Now that she thought about it, Reina realized the dragon could have been a test. In the end, it hadn’t harmed either her or Austyn. Perhaps the magic arch and the cat had tested her as well. She nodded. “I guess….”

“Then, yes, the sword belongs to you now. But it could have been dangerous. If you weren’t right for the sword, you could have been killed. Or your brother. May I see it, though?”

She drew the sword and reluctantly held it out. The Gold Wizard stopped short of touching it, a frown on his face.

“Go on then.”

He shook his head. “I don’t think I should…. “He stuck out one finger, gently touched it and withdrew the finger with a yelp, sticking it in his mouth. “I think not,” he muttered.

“What do the runes on it say?” Austyn asked.

The Gold Wizard squinted at them. “Nothing of importance.” He rubbed his finger. “We have to get going.” He stood and picked up his sack.

Reina glanced at Austyn, annoyed. She’d hoped to learn something. He, too, looked disappointed. With a sigh, she sheathed it and shrugged. “Well, let’s get going then.”

They headed north again. Austyn slipped his hand in hers. “I don’t think the Gold Wizard can read so well.”

The idea made Reina smile, but she had to admit that it could really be the problem. Every time Austyn asked about reading, he brushed him off. “We’ll find someone who can teach you,” she assured him. “After you defeat the Red Wizard, there should be someone in this country who can teach you how. I promise we’ll find him, however long it takes.”

“Okay.” Austyn smiled at her. “I’d like that.”

They reached the edge of the woods about mid-afternoon. Reina peered through the bushes at the sky but saw no harpies. Still, she didn’t like the idea of staying in the open.

“With any luck, they’ll still think we’re in the woods,” the Gold Wizard said. “Just in case, I’ve got a plan to help us get through safely. I’m going to disguise us!”

“I hope not with magic,” Reina mumbled under her breath. If he changed them, and if it came out correctly—which was a big if—she didn’t think he could change them back properly.

However, the Gold Wizard simply pulled three beards out of his bag. “I doubled back to my house and found they missed my beard stash.” He chuckled gleefully. “They’re looking for children, but what they’ll see instead are dwarves!”

Reina looked down at her dress. While torn, stained, and pretty much unwearable in polite company, it was still very obviously a dress. “I can’t be a dwarf. No one would believe that in a moment!”

“Hah,” said the Gold Wizard. “I thought of that.” He tossed her clothes—boy clothes. “You’re going to have to disguise yourself as a male dwarf just like Austyn. Beneath this beard, no one will be able to tell!”

Grumbling to herself at the craziness of his plan, Reina went off into the bushes to change. She’d never worn pants before, and these were slightly too large. Fortunately, the sword belt with the Unicorn Sword helped keep them up. To her surprise, pants were comfortable and easy to move in. She did a couple of practice moves with her sword. I can fight much easier in pants! No wonder men wear them. She decided with a flash of boldness that she needn’t wear a dress again. At least not until the Red Wizard is defeated. What came after that, for either her or Austyn, she wasn’t sure.

Sheathing the sword, she went to join Austyn and the Gold Wizard. She almost cried out in surprise. A surly dwarf stood next to the Gold Wizard, a cap shoved down almost to his eyes. The beard actually looked pretty good on Austyn. It covered all his real hair and was so bushy that she couldn’t see much of his face under it. Come to think of it, I couldn’t really tell that the Gold Wizard was so young when he wore his. Perhaps this will work after all.

“Here.” The Gold Wizard offered her a long white beard and a floppy hat. “You’re a bit tall, but dwarves vary greatly in size, so this just might work.”

The difficulty was Reina’s long hair, but she tied it back and managed to make it into a bun that didn’t stick out too far. She slipped the beard over her head and jammed the hat over it.

Austyn burst out laughing. “You look like an old man—you really do.”

Reina giggled.

The Gold Wizard emerged from a bush, wearing plain clothing instead of his gold robes. He wore a dark brown beard that matched his dark hair and a farmer’s straw hat. He handed them each a bundle to carry over their shoulders.

“Now remember,” he said in a gruff voice, “Leave the talking to me. Otherwise you’ll give the whole thing away.”

Reina and Austyn nodded. The Gold Wizard took a step out into the open fields. With a deep breath, Reina followed. The afternoon sun was so bright here that she had to blink and rub her eyes for a few moments before she could see properly. The Gold Wizard started down the path between several fields, whistling as if he hadn’t a care in the world. Resisting the urge to take Austyn’s hand, which wouldn’t do for two adult dwarves, Reina followed.

The wig and beard itched, but Reina avoided scratching as much as possible, afraid that might give her disguise away. People passed them a few times, only nodding in greeting and never bothering them. Evening came, but still the Gold Wizard walked on.

“I want to get as far as possible before we’re discovered,” he told them in a low voice.

Off to the west, the sun turned the rolling hills shades of pink and orange as it hovered above them. To the east, more woods stretched out to the horizon, dark and foreboding. To the north, the craggy mountain heights towered over them, the snow tinted pink and blue in the twilight. They looked impossibly high and cold. How would the three of them climb them? Reina shivered. Also, the mountains still seemed so far away.

Ahead, the hill sloped down into another little valley, and Reina saw the lights of a town. Its warmth appeared very inviting out in the cold of the evening. The Gold Wizard saw her looking.

“It wouldn’t be safe,” he said. “Spies are everywhere. We have to keep going.”

While she agreed with him, she couldn’t help giving the village one last, longing look before moving on. The sight made her homesick. Somewhere out there Mama and Papa sat by their warm fireplace, eating dinner and talking about the crops and the animals. She longed to be there with them, sweeping the floor while Austyn played quietly near the fire. Instead she was out here in the wilderness, dressed like a male dwarf and carrying a sword. A lump formed in her throat. All she wanted right then was to be home.

Her legs ached by the time the Gold Wizard decided they could stop. Austyn looked nearly asleep on his feet. They huddled together under a bush to spend the night. Reina woke first, her beard askew and feeling dirtier than she ever had before, even through all their time in the woods. She straightened up and scratched under the beard. It was broad daylight, a warm day. They had to get going again!

She shook the Gold Wizard, who mumbled he’d be up in a moment. Reina scowled at him and went to wake Austyn instead. The fake beard had come off in his sleep, and his face looked so young, so innocent. Reina bent and kissed his cheek. He didn’t wake. She smiled down at him, wishing he didn’t have to take part in this, that he could just be a regular boy. But so long as he was involved, she would be too. She gently woke him.

Austyn gave a little gasp and wrapped his fingers around hers. “The shadowsoul’s still following us.”

Reina tried to look reassuring. “Well, we’ll just keep going, and it’ll never catch us.”

After several hours of walking, they came over a hill and below them stretched a huge, winding blue strip of river. About twice as wide as the river in the forest, this one appeared too large and deep to ford. Reina stopped dead. “How are we going to get over that?”

“Oh, we’ll take a boat.” The Gold Wizard seemed unconcerned.

Reina frowned at him. “Do you have money for that?”

”I am the Gold Wizard and I have the Chosen One with me. They’ll give us a ride across.”

“I thought we were trying to stay disguised to keep away from spies!”

“Well, I’ll be careful whom I ask.” He strode off down the hill like he knew everything. Reina wanted to throw her bag at him. She didn’t trust his judgment one bit. If he wasn’t careful, he’d lead the Red Wizard’s minions straight to them. She hurried after him, determined to keep him from doing anything stupid.

The Gold Wizard headed for a town on the banks of the river. Reina and Austyn stuck close to him. Carts and people walking fast filled the streets, and stall merchants yelled out their wares. Reina had never been in a town this big before. It was a bit overwhelming, and she became surer than ever that in such a place, people wouldn’t be inclined to help them without coin. Did they really care who the Gold Wizard was? Papa had always said townspeople did nothing without coin.

Suddenly, the Gold Wizard grabbed her by the shirt and pulled her into an alley. Annoyed, Reina jerked free. While they might be hidden for now, if he started making them stand out, their disguise wouldn’t last for long. “Hey, stop that!”

The Gold Wizard motioned to her to stay quiet. “Dark Minions!” He pointed to the street, and Reina noticed a group of soldiers in red capes. One turned towards her, revealing he had no face, only a black fog under the hood. She shuddered. “If they see us, they’ll know who we are,” the Gold Wizard whispered.

“We shouldn’t have come here,” Reina whispered back. “It’s too dangerous.”

The Gold Wizard didn’t answer. He gave the Dark Minions another look and turned away. “We’re going this way.” Reina followed him down the alley. They reached another street, this one going down to the docks. The Gold Wizard started down the road, staying close to the buildings. In single file, Reina and Austyn followed. People swarmed across the docks as well, loading and unloading boats. Reina stared at all the chaos of people, crates, and animals. She didn’t know how they’d find a boat to carry them in this chaos.

“Hey!” a grating voice called out. “You there, halt.”

Reina looked over her shoulder. A Dark Minion floated towards them. For the first time, she noticed they had no feet. Their red cloaks just hovered a couple of inches above the ground.

“Run!” ordered the Gold Wizard, and he broke into a jog.

Reina grabbed Austyn’s hand to make sure she didn’t lose him, and they ran after the wizard. The Gold Wizard dashed into the thick of the crowd, where they got shoved and knocked every-which-way trying to follow him. The Dark Minion yelled after them, but the noise of the crowded docks obscured its words.

The Gold Wizard led them through the crowd to the wooden pillars of the dock. Instead of going out on them, he wove his way parallel until they reached the smaller crafts. Reina glanced behind them. A swarm of Dark Minions pushed their way through the crowd. The Gold Wizard drew a knife. Reina’s jaw dropped. Did he think they could fight that many Dark Minions with one puny knife? She put her hand on the pommel of her sword. This wasn’t a good place to pick a battle, restricted as they were by all the boats and people.

The Gold Wizard jumped into one of the smaller crafts and slashed the rope tying it to the dock. “Get in here!”

“You’re stealing it!” Reina shrieked at him, hardly believing her eyes.

“Get in!” roared the wizard. “Before they catch us!”

“You can’t steal someone’s boat!” Reina protested.

The Gold Wizard reached out and pulled Austyn into the boat. He landed in the bottom with a cry and stared up at Reina, eyes wide.

“Get in, or we’re leaving you!” The Gold Wizard grabbed the oars of the boat.

Reina had no choice; she jumped in. She turned. Some angry fishermen pelted down the dock, and the Dark Minions broke through the crowd behind them.

“We just stole someone’s boat,” she said, guilt fueling her anger. “Maybe this is the only way they have to make a living.”

The Gold Wizard rowed away from the dock with quick strokes. “We’ll make it up to them later. This is all for a good cause.”

“But it’s still wrong!”

The Gold Wizard glared at her. “You want us to get caught by the Dark Minions and killed? You want us stuck on the wrong side of the river and ripped apart by harpies? We had no choice! This was the only way. Anyway, if we had time to ask them properly, surely they’d donate one boat in the cause of the Chosen One!”

Reina couldn’t believe what she heard. “You intended to steal someone’s boat the whole time! I don’t believe it! That’s evil.”

The flush on the Gold Wizard’s face told her she had guessed rightly.

“If they did catch us, you’d deserve whatever they did to you!”

“You may get your wish,” the Gold Wizard muttered—and he rowed harder.

Reina turned towards shore. Dark Minions piled into boats to follow them.

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Chapter Thirteen: Down the River

At that moment, the boat hit the current and jerked forward with a lunge that knocked Reina into the bottom. She pushed herself up again. They streaked down the river in the midst of the fastest current. Behind them, the Dark Minions and the docks had passed out of sound range, but she guessed they yelled as they pointed at them. Then one of the Minions’ boats hit the current and rushed after them.

“We aren’t going to stay ahead of them forever,” she said. “There’s more of them, and they have larger boats—they’ll catch us.”

“We have other things to worry about,” snapped the Gold Wizard.

Reina looked forward and gasped. The river crashed around a sharp bend, with rocks on either side. They were heading into rapids. The Gold Wizard turned back to the oars.

“Call out directions!”

Austyn huddled in the bottom of the boat, eyes wide and face pale. Reina hated the Gold Wizard for putting him through this. There has to be a better way to get across. And we’re not even across yet—we’re stuck hurtling downstream. But despite her thoughts, she gave her brother a reassuring smile.

Rocks rose out of the water ahead, a little to the right. “To the left, the left,” she shouted. The boat surged right. “Your other left!”

“Sorry,” mumbled the Gold Wizard.

The hull scraped against the rocks, twirling the boat around. With a rush, they spun into the rapids backwards. The Gold Wizard paddled frantically, trying to turn them around. The boat hit another rock and spun again. Reina grabbed a paddle lying on the bottom of the boat and used it to push away from the rocks. This sent the boat spinning again.

“Hey!” yelled the Gold Wizard.

“We would have crashed if I hadn’t,” snapped Reina. “Look out!”

The boat went straight over the top of a rock, sailing through the air. The boat lurched to the left. We’re going to tip over! She leaned right, and the Gold Wizard did likewise. They landed with a terrific splash. The boat stayed upright, and Reina let her breath out in relief.

But safety was momentary. They hit another swirl in the current, and the boat went spinning towards the rock cliffs along the bank. Reina pushed away with the oar again while the Gold Wizard tried to keep them facing forward. Around the corner loomed a huge section of whitewater rapids.

Reina paddled on one side, the Gold Wizard on the other in a frantic battle to stay facing the right direction. The boat twisted first one way, and then the other, fighting them. Despite their efforts, the next big drop in the water sent them sideways, and the boat capsized. Clutching the oar in one hand and the unicorn sword in the other, Reina flew through the air. Austyn! Austyn, hang on! She couldn’t get the words out. Water engulfed her.

She fought to the surface, hanging onto the oar and looking around desperately for Austyn. Upstream from her, the Gold Wizard surfaced, Austyn next to him. They clutched at an oar together, kicking their feet towards the shore. The rapids tossed them this way and that, but they were making progress.

The current pulled Reina under the water again, ripping the oar from her hand. She fought again to get to the surface, but the water held her down. Bubbles escaped from her mouth, and her lungs burned for air. She flailed for the surface, and her knee scraped against a rock, making her gasp and swallow water. She beat her arms and bobbled to the surface, coughing. The wild current whipped her around, and Reina struggled to stay above water.

A large green-gray shape leaped out of the water and crashed into her. Reina screamed as she struck out at it. The creature had a head like a shark, with a large fin sticking up its back, but knobby legs and a long pointed tail like an alligator. The current dashed them into another rock and tossed Reina away from the sharkgator. Three dorsal fins tailed her, battling the current to get at her. The current pulled her under again.

She opened her eyes, and the water swirled her around. She peered through the murky depths at a sharkgator swimming straight at her. Its wide, toothy mouth gleamed in the dull light. She thrust forward with the unicorn sword, and it caught the sharkgator along the gills. Blood stained the water.

Reina kicked off a rock, putting some distance between her and the monster, and fought to the surface again. The other sharkgators attacked the wounded one, and more blood colored the water. Reina swam hard for the shore, the river tugging at her. Water pounded in her ears, and her breath came in ragged gasps. Finally her feet scraped the bottom of the river, and she fought the current to reach the shore.

She collapsed on the bank. “Reina!” Austyn came running along the bank to help her to her feet. Exhausted, she dragged herself into the bushes. How far up from the river do those monsters come? Part of her was too tired to care. Then she realized she still held the sword. It had dried now and glinted in the sun, looking more beautiful than ever. She sheathed it.

“Here comes the Gold Wizard.” Austyn pointed to where he clambered along the bank to join them.

“Are you well enough to get moving?” The Gold Wizard asked. “I don’t want to stay by the river, even though some of the people chasing us passed and didn’t see us. It might still be dangerous.”

Reina nodded, getting to her feet. Her legs felt a bit wobbly, but she hoped they’d work that out if she started walking. The Gold Wizard led the way through the small forest at the edge of the river. Ahead, the mountains rose directly above them, tall and foreboding.

“Mt. Iseeney.” The Gold Wizard pointed to one of the mountains with a cleft top. “That’s where we’re headed.”

It looked so far away, Reina couldn’t imagine actually getting there. But she nodded anyway, because she didn’t want to discourage Austyn.

“There’s a path around here somewhere,” the Gold Wizard muttered.

A few hours later, the Gold Wizard succeeded in finding it. They camped by the trail that night and continued on the next morning. Unlike the forest paths, this trail crisscrossed and hatched back as it wandered up one foothill and down another. The majority of the walking was uphill—and exhausting. The Gold Wizard had to stop periodically and wait, gasping for air, while they caught up to him. They were all tired.

The land was beautiful. Trees stretched below them, rocky crags above. Mountain flowers, ferns, and mossy rocks lined the trail. Despite the cold air, the climb kept them warm. With each new crest, more endless hills and mountains stretched out to the horizon. When they faced back the way they’d come, she noticed the twisting river far below, and beyond it, their entire country. To the east, the woods formed a long, dark blur. Colorful patches of farmland stretched out to the west.

Surveying at the landscape far below, the wind whirling around her, Reina wished she could fly. Hawks circled the mountaintops before launching out over the valley, their calls strange and beautiful on the wind. How she longed to be one of them! Part of her wanted to ask the Gold Wizard if he could fly them all up into the air, like he had when they’d escaped the harpies that first night. But she suspected that had been more by accident than design and didn’t dare ask him. Oh, how she wished she had magic too!

A low growl distracted her from her musings. She turned towards it, the hair on her arms and neck standing up. She had to bite her lip not to scream when she saw the animal regarding her. It had the body of a reddish lion—long, lean, with dangerous claws on the ends of its feet—but its head was somewhat human. The face had normal human eyes, nose, and even bushy, reddish hair, but the mouth was enormous, grinning practically ear to ear, and full of long needle-like sharp teeth. Its long tail thrashed back and forth, the end of it bearing long spikes.

Austyn shrunk against her, and the Gold Wizard gasped, but she didn’t dare look at him. The creature took a step forward, its eyes narrowed at them, its teeth glistening. It crouched, and Reina realized it would soon pounce. She broke free of her shock and shoved Austyn up the path.

“Run!” She kicked the Gold Wizard in the shin, distracting his attention from the creature’s gaze. “Use some magic,” she hissed.

The creature flicked out its tail in her direction, sending sharp spines flying at her. Reina drew the Unicorn Sword, and it slashed across the air, pulling her hand forward. It cut through the spines, knocking them to the ground. Magic cracked next to her, and fire flashed from the Gold Wizard’s hands. However, unlike the harpies, the lion creature seemed unafraid of the fire. It leapt at them.

Dangerous claws raked through the air. The Unicorn Sword brought Reina’s arm up just in time, deflecting them. The sword danced to one side, slicing the creature down the front leg. It roared and tried to bite her. Again, the sword shifted and blocked, and the teeth scraped against the blade with an earsplitting squeak. With a flash of rose-colored light, magic crashed into both Reina and the creature. Reina fell to the ground, and the creature was blasted off the section of mountain and sent tumbling down the mountainside.

Panting heavily, the Gold Wizard offered a hand to Reina and pulled her to her feet.

“Sorry about that,” he gasped.

Reina looked down the mountain. The creature had regained its feet and started bounding up the mountainside.

“Let’s get out of here!” Reina ran up the path. She gasped for air, and her chest ached. Rocks slipped beneath her feet, rolling behind her as she scrambled upwards. She heard the Gold Wizard running behind her. Reina skidded to an abrupt stop, almost crashing into Austyn. The path was no longer there—only a yawning drop-off directly in front of them.

Reina glanced behind her. The lion monster still bounded up the side of the mountain, trying to regain its height. The Gold Wizard looked up the cliff face on their right, then down the sickening drop-off.

“There’s only one way to go. Up!”

Reina stared at him in amazement. She looked up again. Perhaps—if he could make it work right—the Gold Wizard could make them float up the cliff. She shivered, imagining them rising up the side of the cliff. One wrong move, and they’d tumble into oblivion.

“Okay, if we do this together, the magic has a better chance of working.” The Gold Wizard bent down to look Austyn in the eye. “I know you’re struggling with controlling the magic, but if that manticore down there gets up here next to us, we don’t have much of a chance. I’ll do the tricky part—all you have to do is help me with the power.”

Austyn’s eyes widened. “But I couldn’t get it to work when we lost Reina in the river,” he whispered. “What if it won’t come?”

Reina put her hands on his shoulder. “You can do this, Austyn. I’m right next to you, and I know you can.”

“Good,” the Gold Wizard said. “We don’t have much time. Call up the magic and send it towards me to power my spell.”

The Gold Wizard started to chant, and yellow light circled him. Reina longed for magic herself so she could help them. But she pushed aside her yearning, willing Austyn’s success with every bit of her mind. Austyn closed his eyes, and the warmth of the magic gathered around them. The medallion started to glow a silver light. It grew, surrounding the Gold Wizard as well. He gasped and turned to stare at them. A thrill went through Reina. Austyn was doing it!

“Lift us up that cliff,” she whispered to him. Austyn seemed a thousand times more powerful than the Gold Wizard! Pride rushed through her. Her feet lifted off the ground, and they started rising, just as she had imagined earlier. The Gold Wizard gaped in amazement, glancing up and down, and Reina grinned widely. It really was Austyn, not the wizard, this time.

Suddenly, a familiar screech filled the air, and Reina drew her breath in sharply—harpies! They dropped a few inches. Austyn had lost his concentration.

“Keep going, you can do it,” she whispered, fighting the natural inclination to look down. Seeing nothing beneath her would not help at this moment. They crested the top of the cliff, their feet touching the ground. Austyn let out a long breath of air and shuddered in relief. Reina whipped around. Six harpies dove out of the sky towards them.

The Gold Wizard grabbed a long stick from the ground, and Reina noticed for the first time that his fancy staff must have gotten lost in the river. She drew the Unicorn Sword.

“Get back,” the wizard ordered Austyn.

The harpies reached them. One dove at Reina, her fangs bared, an evil grin on her face. The Unicorn Sword held her hands steady, waiting and ready. At the very last second, the sword jumped in front of the harpy, thrusting Reina forward, and cut across the harpy’s face and neck. Reina gasped, never having killed something with a human face from such a close distance. Blood covered its face, and it dropped from the sky, plummeting towards the far-off ground. She couldn’t look down after it because the next harpy attacked.

The Unicorn Sword yanked her arms upward in a defensive stroke, forcing her to keep her focus on the moment, not on the killing that had just happened. If I don’t kill these monsters, they’ll kill me.

The second harpy circled her, more cautious than the first—it wouldn’t come within range of the Unicorn Sword. She heard a bang and saw out of the corner of her eyes that the Gold Wizard’s hair was smoking and his face blackened. Looks like that fire spell backfired on him. But Reina’s heart almost stopped at what she saw next.

Austyn stood still near the edge of the cliff. He hadn’t gotten back like the wizard had told him. He’d shut his eyes tight and wrinkled his nose in concentration. She guessed he was trying to use his magic. Only with his eyes screwed shut, he couldn’t see two harpies diving straight at him.

She yelled out, charging forward, but she couldn’t get there in time. The first harpy’s claws cut into Austyn, and he opened his eyes and screamed. The two of them tumbled off the edge of the cliff as the second one attacked. Falling, Austyn grabbed at the grass and rocks and clutched a bush near the edge. His fingers locked around a branch, but his legs slipped out and over the precipice.

The Gold Wizard yelled in pain behind her, but she ignored him. She dashed forward. The two harpies raked Austyn with their claws, trying to tear him away from the edge. Visions of Austyn dropping into nothingness flashed past Reina’s eyes. She slashed at the harpies, catching one across the wing. It screeched and retreated, flapping to keep aloft.

At that moment, the harpy she’d fought earlier went for her head, but the Unicorn Sword darted up, blocking it. She drove the sword into it with a killing stroke, and then she attacked the other one, which had Austyn by the foot, trying to pull him loose. He clung to the bush, his knuckles white, his face pale. The bush jerked, leaning out farther over the cliff. It was coming up by the roots!

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Chapter Fourteen: Mt. Iseeney

Reina swung at the harpy. She flapped backward, avoiding the blow, but her attack forced the creature to release Austyn. Reina dropped the unicorn sword and grabbed Austyn with both hands just before the bush gave way. He let it go, and it tumbled down the cliff. Reina fell backwards on safe ground, Austyn on top of her. The harpy attacked, dragging its claws across Austyn’s back. He screamed. Reina yelled, unable to protect him.

Austyn gritted his teeth, a look of concentration on his face. An enormous explosion of flames burst out around them, burning the harpy to ash and spreading out to envelop those attacking the Gold Wizard. Reina gaped in amazement.

Austyn, still lying on top of her, groaned. Sticky liquid oozed over Reina’s hands. Austyn tried to sit up and yelled in pain. Tears ran down his cheeks. Reina eased him off and saw her hands were covered in blood. He stiffened and moaned, and fear coursed through her. Reina turned around to find the Gold Wizard and demand he do something.

The Gold Wizard, his face and hair still singed, sat holding his leg, which was also bleeding. A scratch ran down the side of his head, and he winced. He tried to get up, gasped in pain, and sat back down again with a thump. Reina turned back to Austyn to reassure him that everything would still turn out okay. He paled and fell forward in a faint. She caught him and eased him to the ground. More blood oozed from his back. What am I going to do? Tears welled up in Reina’s eyes. She felt totally alone. She looked around for the Unicorn Sword, although she didn’t know what good it might do; perhaps it could become the unicorn again and save them.

It lay on the ground, still very much a sword, bloody and just out of reach. She would have to let go of Austyn to get it; but even then, she hadn’t done anything those other times to make it a unicorn. She didn’t know how to make it turn into one and help them, and as a sword it was totally useless. Austyn felt so fragile in her hands, and every second, he lost more blood. A sob escaped her.

“Let me see, child.” A soft voice made her look up in surprise.

An old woman stood next to her, her silver hair done up behind her head. She wore a plain navy blue dress with a pale blue apron. Reina gazed up at her face. Two blue eyes looked on Reina with kindness. They were young eyes, the clear and bright eyes of a girl. The woman’s mouth twitched in a half-smile, and she knelt by Reina, her hands moving over Austyn.

Reina glanced at where the Unicorn Sword had lain, wondering if this woman was also part of it, but the Unicorn Sword still lay on the grass, as bloody as ever.

“With a little care and much rest, the boy will be fine.” The woman smiled. “You help Dwayne and follow.”

“Dwayne?” Reina gave her a puzzled look.

The woman chuckled. “The young wizard.”

“Oh,” Reina said, shocked to learn that he actually had a name. “Who are you?”

“Eleia.” The woman gathered Austyn into her arms. “Come to my cottage, and we can mend these wounds there.”

Reina wiped her bloody hands on the grass and picked up the Unicorn Sword. She couldn’t get all the blood off on the grass, so she cleaned the sword on her shirt before sheathing it. She walked over to where the Gold Wizard sat. With his dark hair plastered to his scalp with blood and the scratch across his face, he looked younger than ever—perhaps because Eleia was so old.

“You’re Dwayne?”

He blushed red. “It’s a stupid name for a wizard. I never use it.”

Reina shrugged. Each time she learned more about him, he became less and less of what she thought of as a wizard—but she also knew by now that he actually cared about Austyn in his own way. She held out her hand. “We’d better follow Eleia. You’ll need that leg fixed.”

He took her hand and, with a groan, managed to get to his feet. He couldn’t put any weight on his right leg, though. He put an arm around her shoulder, and they staggered after the old woman. They had to stop frequently to rest, and Eleia moved out of sight around the mountain. However, the Gold Wizard—Reina had trouble thinking of him as Dwayne—seemed to know the way and pointed her in the right direction. The rocks of the mountainside came together, and they walked through a narrow pathway. After a short while, the walkway opened up into a valley hidden between the steep sides of the mountain. A brook ran across it, and the path had a wonderful little wooden bridge going over it. Flowers and herbs scented the air, adding to the feeling of peacefulness here.

Ahead stood a small thatched cottage, and behind it a barn. Flowers surrounded it, and it seemed to beckon to her, speaking of rest and safety. For the first time since beginning this adventure, she felt truly safe—even safer than at home. However, by the time they reached the door, she judged by the grimace on the Gold Wizard’s face that he was in a lot of pain.

They made it into the cottage. Its one room had a stone fireplace, a large wooden table, and lots of shelves stuffed with herbs, jars, and books. A couch sat against one wall, and Eleia had Austyn lay down on it. A cloth hung at the back of the room, and Reina guessed that Eleia’s bed and clothes must be behind it. She helped the Gold Wizard hop over to the rocking chair by the fireplace. He sat down with a sigh.

She left him to go stand near Austyn, watching Eleia wash his back. Austyn woke with a yell, and Eleia held him down.

“Hold still, dearie—I have to clean this.”

Austyn whimpered, and Reina crouched by his head, running her hand through his hair and whispering words of comfort. After she finished cleaning and bandaging his cuts, Eleia went to the fire and made a hot cup of herb tea.

“Drink this, child,” she said. “This will help with the pain and the healing.”

Austyn wiped away his tears and drank it. Eleia turned to Reina.

“He needs to sleep now—the medicine will help him.”

Reina nodded and helped Austyn lie down again.

“I hurt,” he whispered to her.

She nodded. “Eleia will take care of us. With her, we are safe.”

“Yes,” Austyn agreed and closed his eyes. Eleia came back with a blanket and tucked it around him.

“How about you, child?”

“Me?” Reina blinked, confused for a moment before realizing Eleia wondered if she was injured. She considered her body. “No, I’m fine.”

Eleia smiled. “That you are, child. Well, then, can you get some more water from the well and put it back on the fire? I need to wash Dwayne’s wounds now.”

Reina nodded and did as Eleia had asked. Coming back with the water, she stopped for a moment in the doorway, hearing Eleia speaking to the Gold Wizard.

“You shouldn’t have dragged that poor, little child into this! It’s bad enough as it is. You could have killed him! Why didn’t you ask for my help?”

The Gold Wizard mumbled something indistinct. Reina stepped into the room quietly. The wizard’s face had turned bright red, and he glared at the fire as Eleia cut away the leg of his pants.

“You could have been killed as well.” Her voice was cold, unlike the warm tone she had addressed Reina and Austyn with. “What good would all your father’s sacrifice have done if you had died?”

“I’m doing what my father wanted—helping the Chosen One.” The Gold Wizard’s voice turned sullen, like a little boy. Reina suppressed a giggle.

“You don’t trust me either.” The Gold Wizard stuck out his chin. “I can do it—I don’t need your help. Everyone always tells me to believe in myself, and yet none of you believe in me, do you?” He glared at her. “And I did ask for help. I went to the Green Wizard, since he lived closer to the children, but the Red Wizard had already gotten to him.” The Gold Wizard’s voice broke. “He was ripped to shreds,” he whispered.

Eleia’s face softened, and she murmured something under her breath that sounded like a prayer for the dead. Then she looked back at the Gold Wizard. “Perhaps you are right, Dwayne—I will let you try on your own this time. I will trust you, and your Chosen One, as it seems you have chosen well.” She looked up at Reina and smiled. “Come in with that water, child.”

Reina walked to the fireplace and put the pot on to heat before turning to the two of them. “Who are you, really, that you could have helped us?” She glared at the Gold Wizard. “And why don’t you want her to help? It’s been horrible so far!”

Eleia laughed. “Don’t think badly of Dwayne, child. His father and I were good friends, and I suppose we have always been a bit hard on him. Really, I think Merlyn was always too hard on him, but considering the grave circumstances, I admit I have been too. That, and he has funny ideas about what’s proper for a woman—and being a wizard, I don’t fit into that.”

Reina’s mouth dropped open. “You’re—the Blue Wizard!”

Eleia winked at her. “I don’t put much stock in titles. I prefer the true name to the fancy title.”

Reina shook her head in wonderment. Eleia wasn’t any closer to her idea of what a wizard should be than the Gold Wizard. She glanced at him, but he looked rather sulky, so she turned back to Eleia, who now wound a bandage around the Gold Wizard’s foot.

“What about the Red Wizard? Does he have a name too?”

“Yes.” Eleia voice grew quiet and serious. “His name is Samayl, and he’s a very dangerous person.”

“So the Gold Wizard was right about his death magic?”

The Gold Wizard glared at her for suggesting he might be wrong.

“Yes, he is right about that, and about other things, too—although not everything.” Eleia’s eyes sparkled with mirth.

“Nobody can be right about everything.” Reina started feeling a little sorry for the Gold Wizard. He couldn’t help that he wasn’t very good at his job.

“No,” agreed Eleia, dabbing at the Gold Wizard’s cheek. He winced. “Now, Dwayne, you need to rest as well. Don’t give me that look. Drink the tea and sleep. You must heal, and your body needs the rest after all you’ve been through.”

She got up, went behind the curtain, and came back with blankets. She made a bed on the floor next to the couch. The Gold Wizard grimaced and drank his tea. Eleia helped him lie down, and Reina sat in the rocking chair he’d vacated. Once he was settled, Eleia walked to the counter over in one corner and bustled around. Reina tended the fire until the old woman walked over to her and offered her a thick slice of bread spread with butter and honey.

“Oh!” Reina’s stomach rumbled. “Thank you.”

Eleia laughed. “I’m making something for supper, since I’m sure those two will be quite starved when they wake—or at least Dwayne should, if he’s much like he was when he was younger. You ought to rest as well—you’ve been through a lot.”

Reina took a bite, savoring it. “I’m too awake to sleep. And other than thinking Austyn would die, it wasn’t too bad. The Unicorn Sword protected me.”

“The what?” Eleia narrowed her eyes at her.

“The Unicorn Sword.” Reina stuffed the rest of the bread in her mouth and stood up. She drew the sword. It glimmered in the firelight.

Eleia’s eyes widened, and she bent over it, looking at it closely.

“You want to hold it?” Reina offered it to her.

Eleia chuckled and shook her head. “Oh, no. It wouldn’t do for an old woman of my varied experiences to hold it—it is a sword for the young. The sword wouldn’t like that at all. I’m sure it would do something unpleasant if I tried to touch it.”

“You mean like how it stung the Gold Wizard?”

Eleia glanced over to where he lay sleeping. “Dwayne tried touching it?” She laughed and had a far-away look in her eyes, as if remembering something. “Yes, I suppose it would have a similar reaction. The sword, like a unicorn, is picky, and will only come and touch certain people.”

“Why? I don’t understand.”

“Did your brother touch it?”

“Yeah.” Reina thought back. “It didn’t hurt him, but he said it was too heavy and wouldn’t hold it for more than a minute.”

“This is a very special sword. Only a person who has three special and important qualities can wield it. The sword says so, right here.” She ran her finger above the runes written on the blade.

“You can read them?” Reina leaned forward eagerly.

“It says Courage, Chastity, and Charity.”

Reina’s hopes of being able to understand the sword fell. “What does that mean? It makes no sense.”

Eleia smiled. “Well, you understand courage, right?”

“Yeah, that’s being brave.”

“Well, chastity means being pure of heart and body, and charity is love, the kind of love that pours forth goodness to others. Only a person with all three of these qualities can use this sword.”

“And I have all that?” Reina had never stopped to consider herself.

Eleia put a hand on her shoulder. “The sword wouldn’t have picked you if you didn’t.”

And for the first time since the medallion chose Austyn, Reina felt special. In wonderment, she ran her hand down the Unicorn Sword. “It picked me,” she whispered.

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Chapter Fifteen: A Space of Peace

Austyn woke the next day pale and feverish. Eleia insisted that he stay in bed. The Gold Wizard walked with a bit of a limp, but otherwise seemed fine. He grew restless, until Eleia sent him outside to work in the yard. After several hours of fitful sleep, Austyn became fretful. Reina sat by him, trying to distract him.

“Eleia read the runes on the Unicorn Sword for me,” she told him. “They say, Courage.” She pointed to the one for courage. “And … umm, what were they?”

Eleia smiled from where she swept the hearth. “Chastity and Charity.”

“Yeah, which means purity and love,” Reina finished. “It says what a person must have to carry the Unicorn Sword.”

Austyn traced the runes with his finger. “Courage,” he whispered, his voice wistful. “I wish I could read. I want to learn all the runes and what they mean.”

“Yeah, I don’t think the Gold Wizard reads so well.” Reina moved her sword back and forth in the light, looking at the symbols. “Maybe after we defeat the Red Wizard, you can find someone else to teach you.”

“That would be nice,” he whispered and snuggled deeper into the blanket. “Tell me a story.”

And so she did.

Austyn’s recovery proceeded slowly. The Gold Wizard tried to insist that he practice magic, but Eleia refused to let him. “He needs rest, Dwayne, and I won’t let you jeopardize his health for your foolhardy crusade.”

“But isn’t the Red Wizard really bad? It’s important to defeat him.” Reina didn’t like her carefree attitude about their mission.

“Of course, it is, sweetie. But it would be pointless to let your dear-heart of a brother get hurt because you were in a hurry, wouldn’t it?”

Reina nodded. “I know, but I just thought you ought to take the mission more seriously.”

Eleia put a hand on her shoulder. “When you’re as old as me, and have seen as many young heroes as I have, you’ll understand, sweetie. Now, come help me milk the goats and let your brother sleep.”

Reina liked Eleia’s company as much as the Gold Wizard seemed not to and enjoyed doing chores with her. Eleia talked constantly about the animals, nature, and how the whole world worked together.

“Magic’s just a part of everything else,” she said as they weeded. “It’s the power inside you to see the world changing, to see something that isn’t there yet, and to make it so. Not so different from growing a garden or weaving a basket, or raising a child.”

“It’s so hard for Austyn to do.” Reina sighed. “He doesn’t seem to try much. I wish so bad that I had magic; I would work so hard at using it if I did. Why can’t he see what a huge gift it is?”

Eleia chuckled. “Who says you don’t have magic, sweetie?” Reina made a sour expression, and Eleia laughed louder. “Don’t you mind Dwayne and his silly ideas about what’s appropriate for whom. You’ve got a different gift than your brother, but you’ve got it all the same. You wouldn’t have that sword if you didn’t.”

“But I don’t feel any magic unless I’m near Austyn when he’s using it.”

Eleia gave her a sympathetic smile. “We all have our crutches, sweetie, and you’re holding onto your brother as much as he’s holding onto you. When both of you can stand apart, that’s when your gifts will shine. But you have to let go of him.”

Reina frowned. “He’s so young. What if he got hurt … or killed?” She whispered the last part, not even wanting to say her deepest fear out loud. “He’s not ready to be on his own.”

“It’s like a mother bird pushing her little ones out,” Eleia explained. “They can’t fly until you let them go.” She gathered up the weeds they had pulled and walked over to the compost pile, leaving Reina sitting by the garden.

Reina looked down at her hands. Somewhere in there was magic? But if she had to let Austyn go, send him out on his own to find it, was it worth it? She sighed. Part of her wanted magic, to become a hero and win glory and honor, more than anything. But she knew she’d feel terrible if anything ever happened to Austyn.

“Why?” she whispered. “Why did he have to be the Child Warrior?” If he wasn’t, she could have…. Reina pushed the thoughts away. Austyn was her brother; she loved him. So what if that meant waiting longer to follow her own dreams? She had promised to look after him—it was her duty as a sister.

Reina got up and poked her head into the cottage. Eleia sat by Austyn’s head, coaxing some medicine into him and talking to him in a low voice. Reina smiled. This place was peaceful and beautiful. A new longing filled her—a longing to let Austyn stay here in the safety of this little valley forever and be a normal boy. It just didn’t seem fair! He didn’t want to be the Child Warrior. He shouldn’t have needed to endure their mad race to safety or been ripped to shreds by harpies like that.

Determination swelled in Reina. He’d bravely endured it all so far; she would keep doing the same. She would set aside her dreams and longings and see this through to the end. She’d have time enough to become a hero in her own right after she helped him defeat the Red Wizard.

She went back outside so as not to disturb them. The Gold Wizard paced up and down across the little footbridge in the middle of the valley. She shook her head. He had way too much energy. Even being a woman with a cross tongue and twinkling eyes, Eleia came closer to Reina’s long-ago idea of what a wizard should be. Eleia was patient and wise—two things the Gold Wizard wasn’t. But he looked so worried and restless, Reina decided to distract him.

She found two sticks and walked up to him. He turned and looked at her, apparently a bit cross, even though he obviously wasn’t doing anything else.

“While we’re waiting, you should help me practice my sword fighting,” she told him. “Who knows what else we might run into on the way to get the sword. And keeping busy will help you think better.” Or at least that’s what Papa had always said.

The Gold Wizard sighed. “I suppose. I’m certainly not coming up with any good ideas on my own.”

He took the stick. “Okay, so you hold it at this angle and focus on your opponent’s shoulders. By watching how the shoulders shift, you’ll know when he’s turning.”

Reina had only thought to distract him from pacing and herself from worrying, but she found the Gold Wizard actually knew what he was doing when it came to sword fighting. If she ever had to fight without the Unicorn Sword, his lessons could save her life.

“Of course, magic is better than wasting time sword fighting,” he said. “With magic, you can defeat many more people with smaller losses.”

Reina almost asked him to teach her magic, but she didn’t want to press her luck and have him remember that even sword fighting wasn’t a proper occupation for a young girl. She thought about it, though, and came up with a plan. That evening, sitting by the fire, she asked him to explain more about magic.

“Austyn can’t practice yet, but you can tell us about how it works.” Reina sat on the couch, with Austyn laying his head in her lap. He seemed to be getting better.

The Gold Wizard leaned back in his chair and smiled at them. His eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. “As I think I told you, there are two kinds of magic. The kind every wizard has, and the personal magic that is unique only to that wizard.”

Reina leaned forward, eager to hear more. Austyn closed his eyes and smiled.

“The magic that everyone carries takes focus. First you feel the power of the magic within you, gather it up, and tell it what you’d like it to do. You have to focus in your mind on what you want to happen and ignore everything else. It helps to use words to do so, but sometimes it’s better to use words from the ancient language, because they are more precise.”

“What’s that mean?” Austyn asked, his eyes still closed.

“Well, for example, we have one word for snow. Well, there are five in the ancient language, and each one is slightly different. It can affect what sort of snow you might create. If you have a vague picture in your head, who knows what you might get! Precise words and good focus help, or otherwise things go wrong.” The Gold Wizard blushed. “With practice, as your focus sharpens, your control of magic should also improve. Mostly the only limits on it are your imagination and your concentration.”

“What about the other kind, the kind that’s unique to each person?” Reina asked.

“Well, every person sees the world in a different way, so wizards think that individual magic is part of that. Because you see things in a manner that no one else does and can, you are able to change them like no one else. At some point, a wizard finds himself doing things that only he can do and realizes this is his personal form of magic.”

Reina’s mind filled with questions. He had described Austyn’s special power—resisting the Red Wizard’s death magic—although she was unsure how he could know. She also wondered what sort of individual magic she might have, or if she even had any. “So, what’s yours?”

“Erm, um…. “The Gold Wizard turned bright red. “Look, your brother’s asleep! We’ll finish this discussion later.”

He got up and walked out the door. Reina stared after him, annoyed.

“He always stops short of telling me anything real,” she complained, glancing at Eleia, who sat knitting. “Is it a bad thing to ask a wizard what sort of special magic he has?”

“No, sweetie,” Eleia said, “but Dwayne has his own personal challenges, and sometimes it’s hard for people to talk about their struggles.”

Reina wrinkled her nose. She didn’t understand what Eleia meant. “So, then, what kind of special magic do you have?”

Eleia looked up from her knitting. “I can see people’s struggles, know what paths they are called to walk, the paths they long to walk, their hopes and dreams. Mostly, all I can do is offer them a little help in finding their paths.” She reached out and touched Reina’s hair. “It’s a small thing, a few words to comfort a struggling soul, and sometimes people don’t want to find the path that’s meant for them. They want things that aren’t on their road. In those cases, people tend to find my words a burden and a challenge. That’s the trouble with magic. It does so little, really.”

Reina shook her head. “Magic seems so big and powerful. How can you say it does only a little? Look at what the Red Wizard has done to our whole country!”

Eleia’s expression was sad. “He is one who rejected good paths for the one that brings the most grief. People have a way of doing that, but telling them so only makes it worse.”

Reina’s eyelids grew heavy, and Austyn’s warmth next to her lulled her towards sleep. But still questions tugged at her mind. “What about me? What’s my path?”

“Child, if I tried to tell it to you, you wouldn’t be ready to hear it. It is better if you find it on your own. That is always better.”

Reina wanted to object, to say she would rather know now if she’d become a warrior or not, but she felt too tired. Behind her heavy eyelids, a vision grew: a unicorn. Its kind eyes fixed on her, trying to tell her something—but she couldn’t quite figure out what.

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Chapter Sixteen: The Journey Resumes

The days blurred, one into the next. Reina wasn’t sure how long they spent in Eleia’s valley. Austyn recovered and became his usual lively self. He tried to practice with the Gold Wizard, but when he could, he snuck away to sit with Eleia and talk to her. She explained what herbs did what, where their names came from, and the origins of various other words and how their runes depicted them. While Reina didn’t mind such things, she didn’t see how they would work towards the defeat of the Red Wizard, and so she usually wandered off to practice the stances the Gold Wizard had taught her with the Unicorn Sword until Austyn felt up to practicing magic again.

Slowly, he improved, making light or fire or wind. Often Reina felt the magic rushing around him, and it excited her. If she could feel Austyn’s magic, then perhaps Eleia was right, and hiding somewhere deep inside her was the magic she longed for. Yet when she sat by herself and tried to copy what he had done, nothing happened. She didn’t see how not going with Austyn would help her find her own magic—whatever Eleia had said about “giving him up.”

The Gold Wizard, however, seemed ecstatic. With each new magical success in practice, he grew more and more animated.

“I have it!” he cried one evening, startling Austyn so much he dropped his spoon into his soup and splashed it over the table.

“I’ve been doing some extra reading.” The Gold Wizard pulled out the prophecy paper and put it on the table. “I thought ‘with heart’ meant something slightly different, but after looking at this other reference…. “He waved a book from Eleia’s bookshelf. “I think it means the Red Wizard has used a spell to take his own heart out and protect it, so no one can kill him.”

“What?” Reina frowned at him. The prophecy had been a bit obscure before, but what the Gold Wizard said now made even less sense.

“Austyn must use the medallion and the sword to magically open the chest where the Red Wizard keeps his heart and destroy it, and that will end him! See, it’s even easier than we first thought. Austyn doesn’t have to fight him—he just has to have the special magic to open the case and destroy the heart…. So, we’ll get the sword, then sneak into the Red Wizard’s castle and work the spell, open the case, and destroy the heart. Nothing easier!”

Reina’s frown deepened. It didn’t make much sense, and it certainly didn’t sound any easier. What, did the Gold Wizard think that they could march right up to the Red Wizard’s heart and destroy it before he noticed them? In a way, it sounded harder than just fighting him and killing him. But, before saying so, she glanced at Austyn. He stared at the Gold Wizard, his eyes wide and his mouth open in a little round “oh.” She didn’t want to discourage him.

“Sure, sounds like it’ll be easy,” she said, stuffing her fears deep inside her. “Hey, Austyn, isn’t that good news? You don’t have to actually fight him. We can have, um, something else happening to distract him while you do it too.”

“Brilliant! A diversion. Just what we need!” The Gold Wizard stabbed his hand up in the air. “We’ll set out tomorrow morning, first thing.”

While eager to get on with their quest and see the Red Wizard destroyed and get home to Mama and Papa, Reina felt a pang of sorrow the next day saying goodbye to Eleia. The old woman hugged her.

“Be yourself, Reina, and you’ll see it all through to the end. You have more in there than you know.”

Reina giggled. Eleia’s words made her sound like she was stuffed full of strange items she couldn’t see. She gathered the bag of food Eleia had given her, slung it over her shoulder, and joined the Gold Wizard.

Austyn buried his head in Eleia’s skirts, his body shaking with silent tears. That made Reina feel uncomfortable for several reasons—not just because he was upset, but because he clung to Eleia, not her. She sighed and walked away to avoid the mess of feelings inside of her, turning back to see Eleia talking into Austyn’s ear. He wiped his eyes, nodded, and finally came to join them.

“Well then, off we go!” The Gold Wizard sounded downright cheery.

Reina frowned. “He should have asked her for more help,” she muttered darkly to herself.

“Eleia says he’s ‘exerting his independence,’” Austyn said, copying her manner and words.

Reina grinned at him. “Well, I wish he’d do it with someone else’s lives, not ours. Eleia actually knows what she’s doing. She’d make a better Gold Wizard. I wouldn’t have to keep fixing everything she did.”

Austyn smiled and took her hand in his. It made her feel warm all through.

“What did Eleia tell you?”

He gave her a mischievous grin. “I’ll tell you after we defeat the Red Wizard.”

Reina shrugged and didn’t press him, even though she was curious. The Gold Wizard led them out of the sheltered little valley, and once again they followed dangerous mountain paths. The drop-off made Reina feel woozy when she looked down, so she didn’t. She kept her focus directly in front of them and put Austyn on the side of her away from the drop-off.

When they stopped for lunch, the Gold Wizard seemed confident that all was going well, but Reina, wary of harpies, couldn’t help scanning the skies. Things seemed too peaceful. After the meal, they continued down the mountainside.

Something reddish on a far-off rock made Reina squint at it. What was that? She blinked, and the reddish thing disappeared. She shook her head to clear it. Suddenly, below them, something reddish moved through the bushes. The hair on the back of her neck stood up. She hurried forward and tugged at the Gold Wizard’s cloak.

“Look.”

He peered down. “A manticore,” he whispered. “I don’t think it’s seen us yet.”

The Gold Wizard pulled them back against the mountain and signaled to them to go quietly. They crept around the next bend and out of sight of the creature still below them.

“I think if we turn this way, we can avoid it,” the Gold Wizard said in a hushed voice. He eased around a big rock.

There, standing in the middle of the path and grinning evilly from ear to ear, stood another manticore. Its long, razor-sharp teeth glinted in the sunlight. Reina heard a growl from behind and whirled around. Two more manticores stood behind them, looking just as pleased. Another two appeared above them on a rocky ledge and crouched, waiting to pounce. She glanced around wildly. They were trapped!

Austyn squeezed her hand, and she looked down at him, amazed at the confident expression on his face. “I can do this!” he said.

“Don’t—” Reina tried to hold onto him, but he dropped her hand and dashed out in front of the Gold Wizard. She darted forward and grabbed his shoulder, but the protest died on her lips. Magical power surged around them. Light flashed from Austyn’s hands as he held them up. The manticores roared and pounced. The one in front of them disappeared in a ball of fire. Reina gasped, falling backwards in surprise.

Austyn turned in a circle, yellow-white light flashing from his hands to destroy the other manticores. Reina’s jaw dropped, and she felt a twisting in her stomach. Austyn had learned to use his magic! Instead of joy, she felt a rush of intense jealousy. His magic was right there, ready for him to use, while hers was somehow hidden. Eleia had given her only riddles, nonsense she couldn’t even begin to understand. Austyn, the Child Warrior, had a gift she could never compare her own to.

Austyn turned back to her, his face beaming. Looking into his excited and proud face, she swallowed the huge lump in her throat and attempted a smile. Her eyes stung with unshed tears. The Gold Wizard scrambled to his feet with a whoop of joy and grabbed Austyn up in the air, twirling him around in excitement. Austyn laughed, beaming. Reina had never felt so alone. Her brother didn’t even need her anymore.

She stood up and brushed off her clothes, trying to squelch the bitterness. Austyn dashed up to her, throwing his arms around her.

“I did it! I did it!”

“Yes, it was a very good job.” Her voice sounded flat and unconvincing. She struggled again with herself. Austyn had every right to be proud. Her envy would hurt him if she didn’t control it. She tried to smile at him again and did a better job of it. “Those manticores won’t bother us again. Let’s get going.”

Austyn skipped off down the path, making up a song about manticores and the Child Warrior. He looked back periodically and waved at them. The Gold Wizard, in a jolly mood, waved back and hurried to catch up to him. Reina walked behind them, still struggling with her bitter feelings. As the day wore on, she walked slower and slower. Perhaps Eleia was right—she needed Austyn more than he needed her. Maybe coming with him hadn’t been the right thing.

But I saved him so many times! If it weren’t for me, I bet the Gold Wizard would have gotten him killed. I’m important too! But the Gold Wizard would never see it that way. Her jealousy at Austyn, her guilt for feeling that way, and her frustration at herself for not managing to stop feeling that way all turned into anger at the Gold Wizard. He’s a stuck-up idiot! I don’t know why Eleia couldn’t make him behave. He can’t do magic, he can’t read very well, and he won’t take any advice from anyone. She watched him twirl Austyn around again and play with him. He was stealing Austyn from her too! It wasn’t fair. She walked slower, glaring at the beautiful blue sky. It had no business being such a nice day while she felt so rotten.

Reina knew she was being stupid and should let go of her anger, but somehow she couldn’t. She wanted to rant and rave at everyone at how unfair it all was. No matter how many times she saved Austyn or helped the Gold Wizard out of one of his fixes, Austyn and the wizard would get all the credit in the end. Maybe next time she’d just let them suffer without her. They deserved it.

A shriek rent the air. Reina stiffened. That was Austyn! He and the Gold Wizard were nowhere in sight. She broke into a run. What has that idiot done to him now? Fear propelled her faster. What if she didn’t get there in time? The thought that her last moments with Austyn might be angry ones was more than she could bear. How could she ever have thought he could properly face danger without her?

She rounded the bend and skidded to a halt. Austyn and the Gold Wizard were pressed flat against rocks that went straight up behind them, and between them and her stood the shadowsoul—in human form. It towered over them, its long, indistinct fingers reaching out towards them. At her arrival, it turned, and Reina’s heart thumped heavily. Cold stung her cheeks. It reached out towards her, stopping inches away from her face. She couldn’t move. Its desire to consume all of them tugged at her mind. It dissolved again into a large black blob and started expanding toward the Gold Wizard and Austyn.

Reina drew the Unicorn Sword, her hand shaking. What could she do? It wasn’t a solid enemy. Unicorn, help me! Where are you? Light burst from the sword, too bright to look at. The sword yanked from her hands, and she couldn’t see what happened to it. Out of the whiteness, the unicorn appeared. The shadowsoul shrunk into a small, black lizard-like creature that backed away from them, and the unicorn charged it. It kept shrinking, and then disappeared with a bang.

Reina ran across the open space to Austyn, and he threw his arms around her, sobbing. The Gold Wizard still looked pale and white. She heard a shrill shriek, and Reina looked up to see the sky black with harpies.

The unicorn moved in front of them, but the harpies dived at it. It slashed its horn at them, driving them back. But there were so many of them, and they kept coming. Rocks fell, just missing Austyn and Reina. Above them, harpies knocked the rocks off the side of the cliff, trying to hit them. They were surrounded. She didn’t think that even the unicorn could protect them now.

The Gold Wizard waved his staff and mumbled something. The end of it exploded with a bang, hitting the cliff above them and showering them with more rocks. Reina winced. His next spell sent a huge boulder crashing down, and she threw Austyn to one side, both of them hitting the ground rather sharply, in order to avoid it.

“You’re going to get us killed!” she screamed at him.

Austyn looked too terrified to try working any magic. The unicorn circled them, fending off another harpy attack. They were hemmed in against the rock with nowhere to go. Despite her warning, the Gold Wizard tried another spell on the harpies, and the ground shook, rocks fell down all around them, and the cliff behind them cracked open, revealing the gaping black opening of a cave.

Reina jumped backwards to avoid another falling boulder and stumbled into the cave. She peered into the darkness; it seemed to keep going back, farther and farther. Austyn ran to her side, and the Gold Wizard joined them. The harpies hovered at the entrance; the unicorn fought them off with its horn, preventing them from following. The Gold Wizard raised his hands.

“No!” screamed Reina.

The Gold Wizard’s next spell missed the harpies and hit the top of the cave entrance, sending rocks down in a huge shower. The light vanished as the cave entrance collapsed in front of them. Reina, sobbing, dragged Austyn farther back to avoid getting buried in the avalanche.

“You idiot,” she sobbed. “The Unicorn. You’ve separated us from the unicorn.”

The pitch black all around them offered no answer.

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Chapter Seventeen: The Caves of Sorrow

They stood for a long moment in the suffocating darkness, listening. There was no sign of the Gold Wizard, and a small piece of Reina was angry enough to hope he had been caught on the other side of the rockslide. Austyn’s ragged breath made it clear he was terrified, so she kept her thoughts to herself.

“Is he dead?” Austyn sounded at the brink of tears.

“A rock probably just knocked him out,” she replied. “Stay close—I don’t want to lose you. Let’s feel around for him.”

Reina tried not to imagine the harpies tearing the unicorn to shreds outside. She could hear nothing of the battle. The avalanche wall was too thick. As she tried to feel her way forward, she tripped over a rock and banged her knee on another one. She hissed in pain, and tears started flowing. She gasped several times, trying to stop them, but it was too much. Once they’d started, they couldn’t be stopped. She sat down in the dark and cried.

Austyn patted her arm over and over again, whispering, “Don’t cry, don’t cry, you’ll be okay. Don’t cry.”

But it wasn’t okay. They were trapped in a dark cave, and she’d lost the Unicorn Sword. In the short time she’d carried it, everything had seemed easier. She’d felt confident and safe; it had looked out for her, not unlike how she looked out for Austyn. She didn’t know how she’d manage without it. And to make matters worse, perhaps the Gold Wizard was dead, under the pile of rocks. While he wasn’t very useful, she realized she didn’t want him dead either. He could be kind of endearing at times—sillier than Austyn, and just as bashful.

The darkness didn’t clear, but eventually Reina cried herself out. She had no more tears left. Sniffling, Austyn curled up on her lap, and she leaned against a boulder and just sat. In the quiet, she felt a part of herself, deep within, gathering itself together. She couldn’t move yet, but she knew that soon she would. She would get up and look for a way out, because it had to be done, and if she didn’t do it, no one would.

Reina stood up stiffly and with more care this time.

“Austyn, you stay right here, I’m going to feel around again for a way out.”

“I’m scared.” He grabbed her arm. “Don’t leave me.”

“I’m not leaving you, but I don’t want to crash into a rock and get us both hurt.”

“Don’t leave, don’t leave.”

Although annoying, his panic steadied her. She had to be strong not just for herself, but for him too. Reina took his hand.

“Okay then, hold onto me. Don’t you want to find a way out?”

“Yes,” he whispered.

Reina put his hand on the back of her shirt and used both her hands to feel her way forward. She took several cautious steps into nothingness and encountered nothing. She kept going until her hands brushed against stone. She’d found the collapsed wall of the cave. Working her way along it, she felt it from the ground to as high as she could reach. Austyn’s constant grip on her back slowed her down.

After what seemed forever, her hand touched something soft. Exploring it carefully, she discovered it was the Gold Wizard’s tunic.

“I’ve found him, Austyn.” She tried to sound calm.

Reina shivered, afraid of what her hands might find next. Taking a deep breath, she followed his arm up to his face. Something wet and sticky met her fingers, perhaps blood. Her hands found his face. She leaned over, putting her ear above his mouth, and let out a sigh of relief when a faint puff of air moved across her ear. He was alive, but unconscious.

Reina gently shook his shoulder, and he groaned. “Wake up,” she ordered.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch,” he cried. “My leg! It’s crushed.” She felt up his leg as he kept moaning and discovered it was buried under the rocks.

“Austyn, get on his other side, so I don’t hit you.”

She heard Austyn move and started removing rocks and tossing them into the darkness on her other side to get them out of the way. The Gold Wizard screamed when she rolled a big one off of him and dragged himself backwards. He was finally free.

“Ugh,” he muttered. “I hurt all over.”

“Yeah, and you’ve trapped us in here,” Reina snapped. She felt her way over to him. “How’s the leg? Can you stand on it?”

The Gold Wizard gasped in pain. “I can’t touch it,” he said. “Owww, oww, no, I don’t think I can walk on it.”

“Then what do you propose we do?” Reina took a deep breath and counted silently to five, trying to get her temper under control.

“Let me try to get up. Can you help me?”

They missed each other a couple times in the dark before their hands connected. “Austyn, get his other hand. Okay, on three try to stand up, and Austyn, you pull with me on three. One. Two. Three.”

Reina hauled on his hand with all her might, and she heard him stand up, scream, and sink back down.

“No.” He gasped. “I can’t. Hurts too much.”

“Great,” she mumbled. “Well, do you have any tinder or anything? Maybe we can light a fire.”

“Lost my bag in the avalanche. At least we know this is a big cave we’ve been trapped in.”

“We do?”

“You heard how it echoed when I yelled. And the air is still fresh. If only I could walk, we might be able to find another way out.”

Reina racked her brain. Sitting here, things would only get worse. They had only the food in her pack, which somehow she’d kept, if she could just find it in the dark again. It wouldn’t be much, and there wasn’t any water. They had to find a way to move the Gold Wizard. “I’ll see if I can find anything you can use as a stick, and then you can find a way to walk a bit.”

The only answer was a groan. She wanted to feel his leg, to decide for herself if it was as bad as he thought, but she didn’t dare. She told Austyn to stay by him and went to feel her way around to see if she could find her pack. Her hands met only more rocks. She glared into the darkness but had nothing to orient her to which direction was which. The pack could be just inches away, and she’d never know.

She pushed her fear and frustration aside. She could do this; she needed to do this. The others depended on her.

A faint light appeared at one end of the cave. Reina blinked and rubbed her eyes, unsure if she was really seeing it, or just imagining it after staring so hard into nothing. The light stayed. It moved closer, outlining Austyn and the Gold Wizard in white light. Reina shielded her eyes and saw her pack several paces to the right, also outlined in the light. She grabbed it up and squinted at the light as it came even closer. Footsteps clinked against stone, and she drew in her breath in surprise. It was the unicorn.

It lifted its horn, and the whole cave lit up in a white glow. It came to a stop right in front of her. She put out her hand, and the unicorn nosed it, the heat of its breath reassuring her. Its mane brushing against her, it turned to where the Gold Wizard lay on the ground, Austyn still holding his arm. They stared up at it in wonder. The unicorn bent over the Gold Wizard, revealing in the white light that his leg was horribly mangled and covered in blood. The unicorn touched it with the tip of its horn, and the muscles grew back together and the skin healed back up over it.

Still staring at the unicorn, openmouthed, the Gold Wizard got to his feet. His leg held, and he stamped it down, testing it. Austyn scrambled to his feet and ducked behind Reina.

“Don’t worry,” she whispered. “He won’t hurt you. He’s here to help us.” She smiled at the unicorn, who bowed its head and turned away from them.

From its glow, she saw the cave was exactly as the Gold Wizard had said—enormous—and it led farther into the mountain. The unicorn headed deeper into the cave and stopped, glancing over its shoulder at them. Reina took Austyn’s hand and followed, not caring at that moment if the Gold Wizard did as well or not. The tunnel curved downward, stalactites and stalagmites on either side, glowing in the light from the unicorn. Each stone or loose rock was outlined sharply in white light, adding to the strangeness of everything.

Despite the presence of the unicorn, a heaviness weighed on Reina, a pressure inviting her to give in to emotion again and let the hopelessness fill her. They turned the corner, walking through a narrower opening and into another cavern. Walls of green crystal glowed in the unicorn’s light, flashing so brilliantly in some places that they forced her to squint. The splendor only reminded her she was deep underground, and it felt like the ceiling pressed down right on her head.

“I know where we are,” whispered the Gold Wizard. “The Caves of Sorrow. I’ve heard of them, but never seen them.”

He fell silent again, and they continued on. Soon they entered a chamber so full of stalactites they had to squeeze through them to follow the unicorn. It seemed like a strange, upside-down sort of underground forest, or the jaws of some enormous underground creature. In another chamber was a huge lake of pitch-black water. Reina shivered, wondering how deep it was. She carefully watched her footing as she followed the unicorn around it.

The air grew warmer, and little trails of sweat worked their way down Reina’s face. Heat made the tunnels feel oppressive. Ahead she saw a glow, but this one had a reddish tinge to it, unlike the white light of the unicorn. They came through the next arch to the edge of a precipice. Austyn gasped and clung to her side. Down, thousands of feet below them, red lava boiled, crackling and spitting with distant violence.

The unicorn, its light now duller in the bright orange-red of the lava reflecting up, turned and walked along the ledge. Reina peered back the way they had come at the Gold Wizard stepping out after them. The orange glow highlighted his face on one side. She took Austyn’s hand, and they followed the unicorn onwards.

They traveled for a long time along the lava gorge. Reina lost track of all time. At times, they sat down to rest and eat while the unicorn waited for them. The dried meat, bread, and cheese in Reina’s pack weren’t much, but somehow there was always some left over. She didn’t know if she was imagining it, or if the food really was lasting longer than it should. She found it hard to think with the constant pressure of the deep underground smothering her. Mostly, they walked in silence. Something in the air hushed them, even the Gold Wizard. Down here in the red light, he looked older, his expression worn, his exuberance quieted.

Sometime in the endless journey, Reina noticed a black line across the lava gorge, one that grew thicker and more visible as they walked. When they reached it, she saw with a shiver that it was a bridge over the gorge, a perilous one only wide enough for a person to comfortably walk it in single file, but with no railing of any sort.

“We aren’t going over that, right?” Austyn tugged at her sleeve. She looked down at his wide, fearful eyes.

Reina’s gaze returned to the unicorn. It stopped in front of the bridge and waited a moment before heading across. Austyn clutched her tighter. She stopped and crouched down so she was eye to eye with him. She knew the unicorn waited for them. Holding him by the shoulders, she squeezed them gently.

“You can do this, Austyn. Trust me.”

“I can’t,” he whispered.

“You can, and you will. I’ll be in front of you and the Gold Wizard behind you. The unicorn is with us and will give us courage. For me, Austyn, for the unicorn, and to save our country, you can do this. I know you can. Don’t look down, just look at me, and we’ll be over in no time. Okay?”

“Okay.” He whispered his agreement so quietly that she hardly heard it.

Reina faced forward again. The unicorn, halfway over the bridge, looked back at her and nodded in approval. She took a deep breath and stepped over to the beginning of the bridge. It was one thing to reassure Austyn; it was another to stand inches from the chasm with the lava glowing up at her, almost mocking her, waiting for her to take a wrong step and plunge to her death. She kept her own advice in mind and kept her eyes fixed on the unicorn, still waiting for her in the middle of the bridge. She took her first step onto it, then her second and her third. Locking her eyes on the unicorn, she continued forward, trying not to think of the lava below.

Only the harder she tried not to think of looking down, the stronger the urge to do so became. She had nearly reached the unicorn, when it turned and continued down the other side of the bridge. She took careful steps after it. Don’t look down. Don’t look down. Her foot scraped a rough spot on the bridge, and she glanced away from the unicorn and down at her feet.

The bridge had narrowed, and red-orange lava winked at her from far below, popping and sizzling. Instantly, fear froze every muscle in her body, paralyzing her. The world shrunk down to her feet trapped on the narrow bridge and the lava below. Austyn said her name uncertainly behind her, but she couldn’t even respond. Her mouth was dry, and her tongue stuck to the roof of her mouth.

A touch to her forehead almost made her jump. She glanced up into the eyes of the unicorn. Everything else melted away as, looking into those eyes, she reached up and clasped the unicorn’s mane. Not until she was over the bridge did she have the presence of mind to wonder how it had turned around in such a tight space and how she had walked beside it. She blinked and noticed Austyn standing next to her, and the Gold Wizard just walking off the end of the bridge. The unicorn gave her a nudge with its nose, nickered, and set off down another passageway, away from the lava gorge.

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Chapter Eighteen: A Test for Austyn

After the bridge, the cavern narrowed into a slit. Reina watched the encroaching walls with trepidation. The cave became so thin she could put a hand on each wall while she walked, and she couldn’t help shivering as her hands grazed the cold, damp sides of the cave. The unicorn’s light cast strange shadows up the sides, going up as far as she could see. Not being able to see the ceiling gave her the feeling she traveled through an enormous gap in the crust of the earth.

The walls moved still closer, restricting the unicorn’s light. Reina didn’t know how it managed to fit through, but she had to turn sideways. Sweat ran down the back of her neck despite the cold fear that still shivered through her. Ahead the light grew dimmer and the rocks closer. She pulled herself through, biting back panic, and squeezed out into another large cavern.

Natural light came in through one side, and water fell across the opening in an uneven stream. The oppressive air of the Caves of Sorrow had vanished. It smelled damp, but sweet and fresh. She blinked, her eyes adjusting, and peered around for the unicorn. It was gone, but the sword lay on the ground, glinting dimly at her in the half-light. She picked it up. The handle was warm to the touch.

“Where are we?”

Austyn’s voice broke through her thoughts. He looked grungy and dirty faced, and behind him the Gold Wizard strained to climb out through the narrow crack in the wall. From here, it didn’t look like a passage at all, and she guessed that no one would try going through it without first knowing it went somewhere. She shivered.

“And what’s that?” Austyn pointed behind her.

She turned and gasped. The wall of the cave behind them was all white marble, carved like the entrance to a grand temple, with large pillars on either side of an archway. It made her feel small in comparison.

“Oh!” cried the Gold Wizard. “I can’t believe it!” He gazed at the marble façade. “This is the Stream of Eternal Pouring, and the hiding place of the Sword of Chivalry!”

Reina frowned. “Isn’t it a bit odd the unicorn brought us here?”

The Gold Wizard shrugged. “It’s wonderful! I had no idea there was a safe and secret way to get here!” He didn’t seem concerned and had apparently forgotten the chasm with the lava. But Reina didn’t like it. What did the Unicorn Sword have to do with anything? It wasn’t even in that prophecy the Gold Wizard put such stock in. She looked down at it, wondering for the first time if it was safe.

Only it felt so right in her hand, like it belonged there. When it became the unicorn, it always helped them, protected them, and took them where they needed to go. Maybe she ought to just be grateful it was there when they needed it and accept what help it gave. But the situation still left her with a feeling that things didn’t quite add up.

The Gold Wizard clapped Austyn on the back. “Well, now, lad. It’s all up to you at this point. You’ve got to walk through that door and pass a test to claim the sword as your own.”

“A test?” Austyn’s eyes widened. “What kind of test?”

“One of chivalry. I’m sure you’ll pass.” The Gold Wizard oozed confidence. “To gain the help of a magic sword, the one who wishes to bear it must always pass a test—like your sister did with the Unicorn Sword. Only that was a test of … er … whatever it was.”

“Courage, Chastity, and Charity,” muttered Reina, remembering the runes Eleia had read. She ran her hand over them, smiling.

“Yeah, whatever. So, Austyn, now it’s up to you to prove your chivalry, and that’s something only you can do—by yourself.”

Reina frowned, sheathed the sword, and turned on the wizard. “Wait! He’s not going in there alone!”

The Gold Wizard gave her a condescending look. “Now, little girl—”

Reina glared at him. “Don’t start that again! He’s only six. He can’t go by himself. I don’t care what you say; I’m going with him!”

The Gold Wizard waved his finger in her face. “You can’t do this for him! You have to let him do it, or the sword won’t be his! Stop babying him and let him do the job he was meant to do!”

“Not if it could kill him!” Reina shouted right back. “If it weren’t for me and the unicorn protecting him, he’d be dead. You’re totally incompetent! You’re not a real wizard at all, you can hardly read, and I bet your father wanted you to go to Eleia for help instead of doing all this by yourself, and you refused.”

The Gold Wizard flushed but didn’t back down. “You can’t do this for him,” he repeated in a quieter voice. “You just can’t.”

“I won’t,” Reina said, thinking of Eleia’s words of letting go. Even considering that, she refused to leave him on his own—it wouldn’t be right. “I’ll go with him, but I won’t do anything unless he’s in danger.”

The Gold Wizard narrowed his eyes at her. “If you interfere at all, you’ll mess everything up.”

Austyn took Reina’s hand and also glared at the Gold Wizard. “I don’t want to go alone. I want Reina with me.”

“Austyn was with me when I won the Unicorn Sword, and it didn’t mess anything up. I did the tests, and at the end, the sword picked me, not him. This won’t be any different.”

“Fine, but you must promise you’ll let him take on the test by himself.”

“Yes, I promise.” Reina resisted the desire to continue glaring at him. Making her promise was stupid, because while she wouldn’t do anything to mess up Austyn’s chance to get the sword, she wouldn’t stand by and let him get hurt or killed either. If that became a possibility, she’d interfere no matter what she’d promised, because no sword was worth Austyn’s life.

The Gold Wizard sighed and sat down on a rock near the opening to the outside. The wet air misted over him. “I’ll wait here then.”

“You’re not coming?” Austyn asked, looking concerned.

“There’s nothing in there you can’t handle on your own,” the Gold Wizard replied. “You don’t even need your sister with you. All that will happen is you’ll be asked to behave with chivalry.”

“What’s chivalry?”

“Honor,” Reina said at the same time the Gold Wizard said, “Bravery.”

Austyn looked more confused than ever. Reina glared at the Gold Wizard to make him shut up. “It has two meanings. On one hand, it can mean acting with kindness, honor, and respect to others. It can also mean being brave in battle. But I doubt that you’ll have to fight anything. I think the test will test your honor.”

“How do you know?” Austyn’s face paled. “What if I have to fight something like that horrible dragon you did?”

That dragon was pretty horrible, but not the way he thinks. It had a horrible attitude, Reina thought, but all she said was, “It didn’t hurt me. It just asked me to do something that took courage: to walk right under its legs.”

Austyn’s eyes almost bugged out of his head. “It did?”

“Yes, and I did it, too—what else was I going to do? But see, it was just a test—it wasn’t actually going to hurt us.” Or me, anyway.

Austyn took a deep breath. “And you’ll stay with me the whole time?”

“Of course.”

“Okay, then I think I can do it.” He held out his hand to her, and she took it. Still annoyed, she didn’t look back at the Gold Wizard. They walked through the marble arch.

“Remember your prom—” The tail end of the Gold Wizard’s words cut off as they entered the building, and silence wrapped itself around them.

They stood in a long, white marble hall. The walls reflected light throughout the passageway, but Reina couldn’t see where it came from. They were much nearer the surface here, perhaps even above ground, and maybe the light came through the translucent walls. She wasn’t sure. At the end of the hall rose a high-ceilinged square chamber. In the center was a marble block, and on it sat a beautiful woman.

She was perhaps the Gold Wizard’s age, only she had long golden hair that hung around her face in waves. She wore a white dress and cloak with gold trim. A thin gold band wound around her head, and Reina wondered if she was a princess. When she saw them, her brow gracefully wrinkled in an expression of puzzlement.

Reina released Austyn’s hand and gave him a little push forward. He took a few steps towards her, and then stopped. Reina wanted to tell him to ask about the sword, but she didn’t dare. She had promised not to interfere, although she didn’t see how telling him what to say would really harm anything.

“You are here searching for the Sword of Chivalry?” the woman asked in a puzzled tone.

Austyn nodded, his curls bopping up and down.

The woman laughed. “Surely, you are joking! You’re only a little child!”

“I’m not.” Austyn’s voice took on that stubborn tone Reina knew so well.

The lady giggled. Austyn took a step closer. “Can you tell me where it is?”

“But you’re only a little boy!” exclaimed the lady. “I’ve never heard of such a thing. What could you possibly want with it? Who are you, that you should need such a thing, little boy?”

She admired herself in a hand mirror for a moment and adjusted her golden curls before dissolving into another fit of giggles. Although tempted to say something rude, Reina kept her mouth shut.

“I’m exactly who I am,” Austyn said. “My name is Austyn, and I’m searching for the Sword of Chivalry.”

Reina frowned, unsure where he might have gotten that response from. Why didn’t he just say he’s the Child Warrior? Perhaps Eleia had taught him such a thing. She was tempted to tell Austyn to let the lady go about her own petty business and get on with finding the sword, but this was Austyn’s test, so perhaps he had to do something here first.

The lady sighed dramatically, brushing bangs from her forehead with a look of long-suffering patience. “Well, this seems so silly, but I suppose I must get on with it. Sir knight, who seeketh the Sword of Chivalry, I pray, do for me a favor first, and the sword shall be thine.”

Austyn glanced back at Reina, who shrugged, and then turned back to the lady. “Okay, I’ll try.”

She started giggling again, but covered her mouth with her hand. “Well, then, Child Knight, let us move forward. Sadly, the favor I must ask is that you carry me across the river with you to the fountain.”

Austyn looked her up and down. “How heavy are you? I’m kind of small.”

The lady fiddled with her hair for a moment. “Yes, that’s the problem, isn’t it? But I have so longed for a drink from the stream, and it’s only a small river—let me show you.” She led the way through the arch.

Austyn followed, and Reina after that, and they found themselves on the banks of a small stream. The water was black and moving quickly but didn’t look deep. It seemed narrow enough that a lady as big as the one showing them around could probably just jump over it. Across the river and up a small hillside, the roof of the cave had vanished. The top of the hillside was lit in brilliant sunlight. A fountain glittered in the center of it, spraying water droplets into the air, turned golden by the light for a second before they rained down again into the darkness. In the center of the fountain sparkled a sword stuck into a block of stone. Reina stared for a moment, totally captivated.

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Chapter Nineteen: The Sword of Chivalry

“Well, it doesn’t look really far; maybe I can do it.”

Austyn’s words made Reina drag her eyes from the sword and the fountain back to him and the lady. Here he was, almost at the sword, and he was still worried about her? If she couldn’t walk through the tiny stream, couldn’t she just jump over it? But Austyn seemed oblivious to both sword and fountain as he put his little arms around the lady and tried to lift her. He grunted, but she didn’t even budge from the ground.

The lady giggled yet again. “I’m much too heavy for a little boy like you.”

Austyn stared up at her and shook his head. “No, there has to be a way we can help you. You can’t stay down here forever. It’s not a nice place to live.”

“How sweet!” The lady beamed at him. “But I really don’t think you can.”

“I can … if Reina helps me!” He turned around and gave Reina a beseeching look.

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes. “But the Gold Wizard told me not to interfere with your test.”

“But helping this nice lady isn’t part of getting the sword,” objected Austyn, pointing to the fountain and sword sparkling across the little black river. “You can just help me get her across so she can drink the water, and then I’ll get the sword on my own, just like we promised.”

Reina sighed, not really thrilled with the idea, but then it wasn’t the lady’s fault she was so ditzy. Maybe there was some reason she couldn’t just jump over, and the marble room they had gone through was rather cold and dull as a home.

“Fine,” she muttered, stepping forward. “I’ll help her.”

The lady seemed to notice Reina for the first time as she came up to Austyn. A frown creased her forehead, and she peered at her, looking a bit annoyed. “Who are you?”

“She’s my sister,” Austyn said. “She’s gonna help me get you across.”

“I don’t know if that’s allowed….”

“Why not?” Reina asked, unable to keep silent. “If Austyn was big enough, he’d have picked you up by himself, but why should you have to be left behind just because he’s small? You want to get out of here, right?”

“I do, but….”

“Well, then let us help you!” Austyn broke in, his face beaming with excitement. “Reina and I do everything together, and together we can get you across. If you want, you can journey with us, too, only I don’t know if you’d want to, since we’re going to go defeat the Red Wizard and save the country and that might be scary.”

“Oh?” The lady looked amused again. “Well, if you insist, but I don’t know what the consequences of it will be.”

Reina frowned again. Her words reminded her of the dragon’s. Could this lady be part of the test after all? Reina glanced across the river at the sword in the fountain. All of this looked entirely unnecessary to get to the sword; it shouldn’t hurt anything. “Sure, let’s do it,” she said to Austyn, and he smiled at her.

They each took a side, Austyn the front and Reina the back. Reina wrapped her arms around the lady. “On three. One, two, three.”

They both lifted and managed to raise the lady a few inches off the ground. Reina backed into the stream, letting Austyn be the one to walk forwards. The water tugged at her ankles, trying to trip her. She gasped at the coldness of it. The lady made her arms ache, but Reina gritted her teeth and kept moving. Now Austyn was in the water as well, and she was almost through it.

The water swirled harder around her legs, now up to her knees. Confused, Reina peeked around the lady’s body as she continued to stumble backwards. The water was rising.

“Reina?” Austyn’s voice came disembodied around the lady.

“Just keep moving. We can do it.” Reina tried to sound reassuring. The water pushed against her knees and kept moving higher. She wanted to look behind her and see how much farther they had to go, but she couldn’t and keep her grip on the lady.

Water splashed up against them, soaking Reina and getting the lady’s feet wet. She shrieked like she was dying, and Reina half-felt, half-sensed Austyn would lose his grip. She hurtled backwards, stumbling out the water and falling backwards on the ground, the lady on top of her, and Austyn on top of that.

“My feet, my feet!” the lady wailed. “I can’t walk!”

Reina pushed her off of her and got up. The lady lay on the ground, wailing, although her feet looked just fine to Reina, or at least the fine little white shoes with gold embroidery didn’t look anything but slightly damp. Austyn’s face was the picture of concern; he knelt by the lady.

“You’ll be okay,” he soothed. “It’s just a little water—you only got a little wet.”

“But it means I can’t walk up the hill and reach the water,” she wailed.

Reina ground her teeth together to prevent herself from muttering that she thought the lady had done it on purpose. She caught Austyn’s beseeching expression and shook her head. “We barely moved her three feet—we couldn’t possibly carry her all the way up there.” His face fell, so she didn’t make the heartless suggestion that they leave the lady there on her own. “We’ll have to find some other way,” she told Austyn instead.

He looked around frantically for a moment, and his eyes brightened. “Lady, if you take off your cloak and sit on it, we can pull you up the hill.”

The lady quieted, nodded, and undid her cloak. She dragged herself on it, and Reina wondered if perhaps the water had really hurt her somehow. Her pity, however, was short-lived. The lady was as heavy as a pile of rocks, and dragging her upwards exhausted her. Covered in sweat, she wiped the hair out of her eyes and glanced up at the fountain behind them, the sword still glinting in sunlight. They’d only gotten halfway up the hill.

We’ll never make it at this rate. What happens if the sun goes down here? We won’t be able to see a thing! Still, leaving the lady here did seem a bit heartless, no matter how tempting it was. She took a deep breath and nodded to Austyn for him to start tugging on the cloak again. Finally they reached the top.

The fountain sprayed them in a cool mist, and Reina shut her eyes a moment, savoring the wonderful cool of the water as it gently sprayed her face. She opened them to stare at the fountain in wonder. The light had deepened, making her guess it was evening, and everything shimmered in red-gold light. The sword, stuck in a white granite block in the center of the fountain, had jewels set all throughout the handle; it sparkled and sent colored lights all over the water. Water sprayed out from all sides of the marble block, arching upwards into the air and raining back down in the marble basin of the spring. On the other side, the water reached a low point where it flowed over the edge and down the other side of the hill.

If we’d only known that, we could have dragged her around the hill instead of up it.

“Oh, if only I could but drink of it,” moaned the lady.

Austyn hung onto the woman’s arm as she continued to moan and groan.

“Please.” His big brown eyes pleaded with her.

Reina sighed, thinking this pushy woman wasn’t worth it, but somehow, Austyn seemed to turn the whole thing around and make it about him. She grabbed the woman’s other arm.

“On the count of three, let’s haul her up to sit on the side of the fountain,” she grumbled.

They hauled her up, but she leaned expectantly towards the water, pushing them all off balance, and all three of them fell into the water instead. The Fountain of Eternal Pouring was cold, but not a bone-aching cold like the black river, which had felt like it wanted to suck her life out. Instead, it invigorated her. Reina sat up with a laugh, ready to forgive the annoying lady anything.

She was nowhere to be seen. Puzzled, Reina stood up and searched all around her. It was as if she had vanished into thin air. Then it occurred to her that the Unicorn Sword might be wet. Her hand flew to her side, but somehow, the scabbard was already drying off, and when she drew the sword it was completely dry. Reina shrugged and sheathed it.

“What’s this?” Austyn asked.

Reina noticed him still sitting in the fountain, his wet curls plastered to his head. He lifted a sword out of the water, the golden drops falling off it as it glistened in the evening light. It had a handle of white and gold, and unlike the Unicorn Sword, Austyn didn’t seem to have any trouble picking it up. He held it out, his face showing wonder and confusion at the same time.

Reina glanced at the fountain. The jeweled sword still glistened there. She waded over to it and, when she touched it, realized that it wasn’t real at all, but stone sculpted to look just like a sword! The sparkle of the jewels had distracted from the reality that what showed of the “blade” wasn’t really reflecting light like metal, but just polished gray stone.

“It’s a fake! You’ve got the real one. That’s weird!” She turned and held out her hand, helping Austyn to his feet.

He held the sword with both hands and swung it a couple of times. “Wow! My own sword.” But his face clouded again. “I hope the lady’s okay.”

“I’m sure she’s fine,” Reina said quickly. “She was just there to test your chivalry. And you know, it’s a good thing it was your test, not mine, because she got on my nerves, and I don’t know that I would have helped her like you did. So you really did it! You passed your own test.”

Austyn beamed at her. “I did!” he shouted. Then he grew more serious. “She was just lonely. If you’d stopped to really look at her, you would have been nice to her, too, Reina.”

Reina just nodded and didn’t comment, thankful the annoying lady was no longer there. She could just imagine what a disastrous combination the lady and the Gold Wizard would have been.

“Come on. Let’s get back to the Gold Wizard, before it gets dark.”

They wound their way back down the hill and through the now darkening marble room, back to the cave. The water from the entrance reflected moving patterns across the cave wall—and across the Gold Wizard, who sat on a rock with his eyes closed. He looked more peaceful than Reina had ever seen him.

“I did it! I did it!” Austyn waved the sword back and forth as he dashed up to the Gold Wizard.

The Gold Wizard congratulated him. Reina stiffened and bit her lip. Part of her wanted to yell that she’d done most of the hauling of the stupid lady, but if she did, the Gold Wizard would just light into her over having helped at all. She gripped the Unicorn Sword so tight it cut into her palm. Reina looked away from them to the entrance to the cave. Water still dripped down in front of it in a quiet pattering, soothing her feelings. She walked over to it and held her hand out under the water. Cool drops landed on her palm, and she put her fingers into one of the constant streams, feeling the flow of the water.

Beyond the water, she glimpsed hills and fields. The air had turned colder, and the sky was getting dark.

After a few minutes, Austyn joined her, looking radiant. “We’re going to win, aren’t we?”

Reina put a hand on his shoulder, her jealousy dissipating. “Of course. And after the Red Wizard is defeated, Mama and Papa and all the village, and all the other villages, even Port Town in the south, will gather at the castle to hear our story…. “And just like that, she got caught up again in making a story out of what might happen if all went well. Austyn looked up at her, soaking in every word. It seemed just like old times back home, and Reina filled with warmth.

“We should get going.” The Gold Wizard’s voice broke into the silence when she had finished the story. She almost jumped; she hadn’t realized he was listening.

She turned to him, surprised. While she’d told the story, night had come, cloaking the rolling hills before them in darkness. The moonlight reflecting off of the water dimly lit the wizard’s face.

“If we travel by night, we can avoid the harpies,” the Gold Wizard continued. “I know you both must be tired, but it would be safer to travel by night and hide during the day. Otherwise, the Red Wizard will know we are coming and send out his creatures to attack us.”

Reina nodded. This was the most sensible plan she’d heard from him yet. Then she realized he might not see her agreement in the dark. “Yes,” she said. “We can travel tonight for a while. It’s a good idea.”

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Chapter Twenty: Night Journey

The Gold Wizard stepped through the waterfall, and, taking Austyn’s hand, Reina followed him. The night was warm down here, unlike in the mountains. A half-moon shone brightly above them, and while they traveled pleasantly in silence, they could see easily. Reina hummed to herself quietly, swinging Austyn’s hand back and forth while they traveled. For a while, it felt like walking in a magical dream.

As the night wore on, she grew more and more tired, until she could barely drag one foot ahead of the other. The Gold Wizard ended up carrying Austyn, whose head lay across his shoulder and peacefully slept away. Finally, the Gold Wizard found them a grove of bushes to hide in, and they went to sleep.

On and off, Reina woke during the day and peeked out at the countryside around them. Sometimes, she glimpsed the dark shape of harpies flying across the sky, but the creatures didn’t notice them. They journeyed several nights in this manner towards the Red Wizard’s castle.

The hills flattened out, and the farms increased. They tried to avoid them, since the dogs would bark if they trod too closely to the farmhouses. Tree cover grew scarcer, but the Gold Wizard seemed to know this area and found them shelter every dawn. One night, they passed by a larger village, and Reina gazed longingly at the fires and lights that made her think of home.

“We can’t trust the towns,” the Gold Wizard explained when he saw her looking wistfully at it. “The Red Wizard has spies everywhere.”

“People would tell him about us?” It shocked Reina that someone could do that to another person.

The Gold Wizard nodded grimly. “Some of them for money, but others he makes his servants with threats. They would do so to try and protect themselves or their families.”

Sadly, Reina turned away from the comforting lights of the town and walked on. She sighed and looked up at the many stars above them, distant lights. They seemed so far away, like the lights of a far-off village, calling them to come home. She thought of her parents, how her mother liked to laugh at her jokes while cooking over the fire, how her father would tell her stories in the evenings. And she thought for the first time in a long time of Kylen, Lilia, and Bryan. She wondered what sort of trouble Kylen might be getting into, what new clothes Lilia might have sewn with her mother, or if harpies had found and taken all of them.

She grew so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn’t notice the dark shape flying between her and the stars until it came quite close. She threw herself to one side as sharp claws hissed by the side of her head. The Gold Wizard, off to her left, gave a cry, and Reina scrambled to her feet again. Several more dark shapes moved across the backdrop of the stars. She drew the Unicorn Sword.

“Austyn, use your sword, keep them away!”

Two creatures swooped at her. The sharp claws had seemed very much like harpy claws, but as the animals neared, she realized they weren’t the right shape for harpies. They had smaller heads with sharp beaks, like a bird, but something was wrong with their wings. She couldn’t see properly, because of the dark and having to concentrate on keeping them from hurting her. She slashed at them, forcing them to flap backwards. One slipped in front of the moon, revealing its wings were not feathered, but leathery, like bat wings.

“Bathawks!” called the Gold Wizard.

A bathawk dove straight down at her, another at her side. The unicorn sword jerked her arm upwards at the very last second, and the bathawk above her pulled up and flew past her. The Unicorn Sword swung her around just in time to cut into another bathawk, seconds before its claws would have struck her. The sword cut it down, and the creature fell to the ground with a strange shrieking noise.

Austyn yelled, and Reina turned just in time to see a bathawk dodge his sword and rake him across the shoulder. She winced. Apparently, the Sword of Chivalry didn’t help Austyn move the way Unicorn Sword did for her. She jumped forward, and the Unicorn Sword guided her stroke to cut down another bathawk diving at him.

“My shoulder hurts,” Austyn said, blinking back tears.

“If I stand next to you, we can do this together,” Reina said, blocking another attack.

Austyn sniffed and swung wildly at the bathawks, missing them completely, but forcing them to back off.

There came a bright flash of light and fireballs exploding into the air, driving more bathawks away with their high-pitched, squeaking calls. It appeared the Gold Wizard’s spell had worked properly, although the flash of light made everything seem darker afterwards. Spots flickered in front of Reina’s eyes. Only the Unicorn Sword pulling her arm forward let her protect her and Austyn from the next attack; she couldn’t see a thing.

Austyn screamed and ducked, forgetting about using his sword, and Reina jumped in front of him, trusting her sword to show her when to block. The sword flashed forward and sideways with lightning speed. With another crack, gold light erupted from the Gold Wizard. Balls of fire skyrocketed in every direction. Reina pushed Austyn flat as she threw herself to the ground. A fireball sizzled right by her head, singeing her hair.

“Stop it!” she shouted at the Gold Wizard. “You’re going to kill us!”

Another bathawk came screeching out of the sky at them, and, unable to get up in time, Reina, rolled while still holding onto Austyn. Clutching their swords above their heads and thus clear of each other, their other arm around each other’s body, they tumbled down the hill. Reina scrambled to her feet and picked up her sword, scanning the sky for more bathawks. She saw something fly past the moon and realized there was an entire flock flying towards them.

“Let’s run,” she said, catching Austyn’s arm. “We need somewhere not so open.”

They dashed across the field in front of them. Reina noticed the glow of a town ahead of them. She didn’t care anymore about staying hidden and headed towards it. The Red Wizard had already found them—the bathawks would tell him their location. They needed cover.

But the creatures’ approach forced her to stop, halfway across the field, and turn to meet the first onslaught. Four bathawks dove at her, three at Austyn. The Unicorn Sword flashed out, driving them back. Austyn turned, holding his sword high, and white light flashed from it. The bathawks screeched in dismay. Light burst outwards from the sword, making the bathawks fall from the sky into the field with a series of thumps.

Reina didn’t know if they were dead or only unconscious, but she didn’t want to wait to find out. The paling horizon in the east showed more bathawks flying towards them.

“Good magic, Austyn,” she panted. “Let’s get to that town.” They turned and dashed onward.

Light shone from a doorway ahead, the first house in the town. A figure stood in it, waving at them. “Over here!” it shouted.

Reina changed course, racing towards the door. She dashed through it, Austyn right behind her, and the man slammed it shut just in time. She heard claws slash at the door and the frustrated shrieks of the bathawks. She collapsed on a wooden floor, trying to catch her breath. The door burst open, knocking the person standing by it aside, and Reina glanced up. The Gold Wizard ran through.

“What were you thinking?” he gasped.

“I’m only trying to help you,” a strange, rough voice said. A man with a dark beard dusted off his shirt as he regained his feet.

The Gold Wizard glared at him. “Why should I trust you?”

“Because I just helped those children escape the bathawks,” the man snapped. His face grew angry. “Last night they took my Tyler. I’m tired of standing by while they rob us of our children. Tomorrow, I and those of this village who stand with me plan to attack the Red Wizard.”

Reina gaped at him.

The man gave her a sympathetic look. “I know it’s suicide, but we had no warning. They took all eleven children. If I can’t rescue my Tyler, at least I can die trying!”

The Gold Wizard’s whole expression changed. “Sir, that’s exactly what we need!”

The man wrinkled his brow.

“This,” the Gold Wizard pointed dramatically at Austyn, “is the Child Warrior. All we need is something to distract the Red Wizard while we break into his fortress and destroy his heart. We will go with you, and with all luck, Austyn will end the Red Wizard’s reign for good. Perhaps it’s not too late to save the children!”

“Then let’s go at once. The bathawks will retreat at the first light of the sun, but the harpies will show up for you soon enough. Wait here—I’ll be back in a moment.”

The man rushed from the room, and Austyn slumped to the floor with a little groan. Reina remembered his shoulder and bent down with a gasp.

“I’m okay,” Austyn said in a quiet voice, but he yelped when Reina tried to look at it.

“Let me do that,” the Gold Wizard said, taking out some bandages. He frowned as he spread some cream on the scratches. “It’s not deep—you should be fine.” His worried expression didn’t match his words. Reina tried looking around him but couldn’t get a good view. When he finished, she followed him, with the intent of cornering him on the subject.

“Is he really all right?” she asked him in a whisper. “And don’t you try lying to me.”

The Gold Wizard sighed, and then grinned at her. “I haven’t lied to you yet, Reina.” He shook his head. “His shoulder’s fine, but I’m just worried, because it’s unlucky to go into battle already wounded.” He held up his hands to stop her protest. “No, he’s not going into a battle if we can help it, but you never know what might happen when facing the Red Wizard himself.”

Reina gave him a stern look. “So why are we doing this?”

“There isn’t another way. We have to try! You heard that villager—they took eleven children! That’s the most they’ve ever found at once. He’s getting better at finding them, and worse, now he’s just doing it to be cruel because he knows I’ve got the real Child Warrior with me.”

“What if this is a trap?”

The Gold Wizard shrugged. “Seeing as he knows where we are, what else can we do?”

That sounded illogical to Reina, but the villager returned at that moment. “It’s dawn. We’re ready to go after our children. Are you still coming?”

Reina turned to see that the sun had indeed broken over the horizon. It looked like the beginning of a beautiful day, but her stomach felt like lead. No matter what the Gold Wizard might say, this would be the most dangerous thing they had done yet. Her hand tightened around the Unicorn Sword. Austyn is destined to do this. Everything will be fine. But at this moment, the prophecy did not comfort her. What do prophecies really know, anyway? It never said in the prophecy that they’d be fine afterwards, only that the Red Wizard would die.

The Gold Wizard stood up. “Yes, let us off to one side before you attack, and we’ll try to sneak in and kill the wizard. Let’s go, children.”

The man led the way out, yelling to the men of the village. People gathered in the center of town. Women held the bridles of horses as men checked their weapons and climbed onto them. The man who had helped them led them over to a couple of horses to one side of the group. He mounted a horse, and the Gold Wizard boosted Reina up in front of the man.

“You’re coming too, little girl?” he asked. She could hear his surprise.

“I’m not letting Austyn go alone,” she said. “I have the Unicorn Sword—it will protect me.” She patted the scabbard.

“Ah, little warrior, you must be the Chosen Sister.”

She heard the smile in his voice and laughed. “Yes, I suppose I am.”

He squeezed the sides of his horse, and it leapt forward into a gallop.

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Chapter Twenty-One: At the Red Wizard’s Dark Castle

Traveling at night had meant that the horizon was dark and didn’t offer much of a view of what was ahead. Reina was surprised to see, now that it was day, the silhouette of a large castle directly ahead of them. While no one had ever described the Red Wizard’s castle to her, she had always pictured a squat sort of fortress, with perhaps thick spiked walls covered in guards or something. Nothing had prepared her for the castle that now lay ahead of them.

The rising sun sparkled off its many towers, with little pointy roofs on each one. Black flags flew from them, but they still looked daintier than she would have expected. The towers weren’t on each corner of a thick wall, but instead rose up inside of it, around large windows and balconies. A wall surrounded it all, but in lieu of spikes, it had decorative arches. The castle looked majestic, beautiful, and huge. She hadn’t thought someone so evil could live somewhere so pretty.

The horses pounded towards the castle, and when they had almost reached the front gate, the three also carrying Reina, Austyn, and the Gold Wizard pulled to the side. Reina slipped off the horse with a quick thank you to the man. He winked at her. “Good luck, Chosen Sister.”

“You too!” she called after him as he rode away.

Austyn gasped, and Reina looked up at the castle. Harpies poured out of the towers of the castle and swarmed at the riders. The man who had carried her drew his sword and charged forward, slashing at them, but another man behind him wasn’t quick enough. The harpies grabbed him by his shirt and tried to lift him out of his saddle. Reina took a step towards them, wanting to help.

“We’d better hurry,” the Gold Wizard said, reminding her of their mission. “They can’t distract the Red Wizard for long, and they’re counting on us to destroy his heart as quickly as possible.”

Reina tore her eyes away from the fight and focused on the gate of the castle. “Let’s get going, then.”

They hurried towards the gate. It rose high above them and appeared to be locked.

“I’ll get it with a spell,” the Gold Wizard said. “Just stand aside.”

Reina turned to step away from it when she heard a low hiss.

“Oh no!” she yelled. “Wait!”

Snakewolves rose up out of the grass, surrounding them in a semi-circle, trapping them with the gate at their backs. The gates ground open with a low groan, and Reina glanced behind her. Four manticores, grinning their sharp teeth from ear to ear, stood in the doorway.

“It was a trap,” she hissed to the Gold Wizard.

“I can see that!” he snapped back. “Austyn, use your magic on the manticores, I’ll take the—”

A dark, formless cloud rose from the ground behind the snakewolves, and they parted to let it through. The shadowsoul then started swirling around into different shapes: a bear, a wolf, a bat, a cloaked figure. The Gold Wizard’s face turned green, but he gritted his teeth and shoved Austyn behind him and into Reina, who didn’t wish to step backwards into the manticore’s waiting jaws. Reina’s jaw dropped as the Gold Wizard stepped forward to meet the shadowsoul and struck his staff down in the dirt directly before it.

“None shall pass!” he roared, sounding impressive for once. Gold light shone around him, blazing in the early morning light.

The shadowsoul, in the shape of a cloaked man, hesitated for a moment, looming above him, before it passed through him like the insubstantial mist it was and advanced on Reina and Austyn. The Gold Wizard’s face went gray, and he slumped forward and threw up on the ground, dropping his staff.

Reina shook the Unicorn Sword in her hand. “Go on, change, change!” But the sword remained just a sword. Austyn screamed and clutched at Reina. The sword wouldn’t save them this time; despair rushed through her. This was it—the shadowsoul was going to get them, and somehow she didn’t think it would pass right over them, or at least not Austyn. It wanted to kill him.

Rage mixed with her fear, just like that very first day with the harpy that had revealed Austyn’s power. She wouldn’t let it get him. They shouldn’t have to be so terrified and trapped. With a cry of anger, she jumped forward and swung the Unicorn Sword into the shadowsoul.

An enormous BANG rang through the air, and the shadowsoul disappeared. A wind burst out of the place where it had stood, knocking over the gasping Gold Wizard and all the snakewolves. Then the wind moved out farther, dashing harpies to the ground and flattening horses and warriors alike. Squinting her eyes against it, Reina leaned forward and managed not to fall over. Austyn, still clutching her side, was swept off his feet but regained them by holding tight to her.

Utter silence followed. No one moved. Reina slowly turned around to see the manticores also lying flat on the ground.

“Is he dead?” sobbed Austyn.

Reina stepped forward to the prone figure of the Gold Wizard. She held her left hand above his nose, relieved to feel a little puff of air. “I think he’s just unconscious.” She shook him for a moment, but he didn’t wake up. She glanced at all the snakewolves sprawled on the ground behind him. “I think they’re all unconscious.”

A thought struck her. “What if the Red Wizard is also unconscious?” Now was their chance to find his heart and kill him before anyone else awoke, and thus save the lives of not only the Gold Wizard, but all the brave men from the town who were willing to fight to the death. She grabbed Austyn’s hand and pulled him towards the castle. “We have to find that heart!”

In the courtyard, they walked around more unconscious manticores. Just looking at them all made Reina swallow hard. Even without the shadowsoul, they’d be doomed if all of these creatures awoke. Not even the Unicorn Sword could fend them all off if they attacked her, and Austyn wasn’t good enough with a sword to protect himself on his own. The doors of the castle rose up in front of them, open just a crack. Reina pried the door open a little wider, and they entered the castle itself.

At one time, Reina thought, this castle might have been beautiful inside as well. Hangings, ripped or falling, were tacked on the walls. In some place stood smashed or neglected pieces of furniture or worn rugs. It gave her the distinct feeling that someone who cared more about their living space than the Red Wizard had once occupied this castle. Each corridor seemed the same as the one before, and soon she lost all sense of direction. They didn’t have much time, so she ripped door after door open, frantically searching for wherever the Red Wizard might hide his heart. That stupid Gold Wizard should have been specific.

As her anxiety increased, so did her confusion. Why didn’t the unicorn come and show them the way? Her panic grew with each dead end or bedchamber or closet or other useless find. She rounded the next corridor; it opened up into a great hall with an enormous staircase. There seemed hundreds of choices as to where they might go. Reina took a deep breath and paused for a moment.

The sword knows the way, but it won’t show me; why? The sword had destroyed the shadowsoul, but only when she had attacked, not when it defended them on its own. It wants me to do this myself. Reina drew the sword again and held it in front of her. She shut her eyes, trying not to think about Austyn or time or the Gold Wizard’s advice.

“Where do we need to go?” she whispered, trying to sense the sword and its magic like the Gold Wizard kept explaining to Austyn.

To her surprise, she felt something stirring within her, like heat waves, spreading through her body. The sword grew warm, and she opened her eyes to see it glowing with white light and almost dropped it. I’m using magic! Eleia was right.

She looked up the stairs and knew that was the way she should go. “Come on!” She dashed forward, only barely noticing Austyn’s wide-eyed look. The stairs led up to a room with large windows and a balcony. It was light and airy, with a skylight in the middle, letting the sunlight spill down into the room in a long golden beam. It lit up a single chest that stood on a small table in the center of the room.

“This has gotta be it,” Reina said.

Austyn nodded.

However, the emptiness and silence made Reina nervous. “I’ll stand guard. Hurry, open it.”

Austyn shook his head. “But Reina—”

“There isn’t time!” she snapped. “Go open it.”

Austyn frowned but walked over to the chest. He fiddled with it for a moment. “It won’t open.”

Reina examined it. It had no physical lock, yet it wouldn’t budge. “You probably need to use magic. Quick!”

“But I’ve gotta tell you something first—”

A low chuckle sounded in the room, and Reina whirled around, Unicorn Sword in her hand. In the doorway stood someone who could only be the Red Wizard. He was tall, with a long black beard, and wore a long red robe and pointed red hat. He looked very much like what Reina thought a wizard should look like, although she couldn’t tell from just looking if the beard was real. Only his eyes were flat and unsympathetic, his expression stony, and she found herself missing the Gold Wizard’s rather endearing homeliness.

He looked them over and laughed again. “I’ve spent so much effort trying to find the Child Warrior, and lo and behold, he walks right into my own home.” His eyes narrowed. “Where’s that fool Dwayne?”

“Unconscious,” Reina said loudly to try and distract the Red Wizard from Austyn, who stood there shaking, holding his sword. He’d drawn it but seemed unable to raise it—the point hovered only a few inches from the ground.

“Pathetic,” the Red Wizard said, shaking his head. “Truly pathetic.” He took a step towards Austyn, his hand outstretched.

“Hey!” yelled Reina. “I knocked the rest of them unconscious too! All your more pathetic monsters are just as knocked out.”

“Ah, well,” the Red Wizard said, completely ignoring her, his eyes fixed on Austyn, whose face had turned extremely pale, his breathing shallow.

“Austyn!” The cry was ripped from Reina’s mouth, and her chest burned. “Fight him. The magic, Austyn, the magic! Fight him.” She rushed to his side, trying to block him from the Red Wizard, and clutched his shoulders. “Fight him!” Tears streamed down her face.

Austyn struggled for his breath, and Reina remembered all the Gold Wizard had said about the death magic. “You can’t die, Austyn!” she shouted in his face. “I need you to live. You have to live. Use the magic to fight him.”

Austyn gasped, his body jerked, and he fell backwards to the floor. His chest didn’t move; his body had gone completely limp. Reina shook him, shouting his name, but she knew anyway what she didn’t want to know. Austyn was dead.

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Chapter Twenty-two: The Child Warrior

It can’t be; he can’t be. Reina’s thoughts repeated over and over in her head, yet she knew it was true. Austyn was dead. A sob escaped her—she shook him again, still calling his name.

“Your pathetic Child Warrior is dead,” sneered the Red Wizard. “I’ve won.”

Looking at Austyn’s still face, Reina’s grief turned to anger, and finally to deep, burning hatred. Her hand reached out and grabbed the Unicorn Sword. She looked up at the Red Wizard.

He laughed. “Now it’s your turn, little girl.”

His eyes were liquid black, gazing at her with a deep intensity. They seemed to reach into the depths of her soul and whisper to her to give up, beg her to lie down and join Austyn in death. What is the point of living if he doesn’t? they asked. From a great distance, she heard them and sensed their power. If she believed them, she would die. But the anger, the rage and grief at not being able to save Austyn, surged like an ocean between her and the Red Wizard’s words.

She glanced to one side, meeting Austyn’s dead gaze, and his empty eyes asked something different of her—asked her to avenge him. Destroy the Red Wizard for what he has done and what he will keep doing.

Slowly, she stood, her hand clutching the sword. The competing whispers increased in a torrent of sound rushing in her ears. One of them needed to die—there wasn’t room in the world for them both—and it was up to her who that one would be.

The Red Wizard’s eyes widened, and his mouth opened in surprise. “Wha—”

“You killed him!” Reina embraced the anger and the words it whispered to her. He would be the one to die, not her. Rage and grief propelled her forward, and she thrust the Unicorn Sword into his chest, right where his heart would be, if he had one.

The Red Wizard screamed. Light poured out of his body around the sword as it slid into him. He exploded in a wave of silent white light that washed over Reina, leaving her momentarily blinded. He was gone—she had destroyed him.

She felt no victory, only another wave of intense grief. Austyn was still dead. The Unicorn Sword dropped from her hand, and she spun around to gather Austyn’s body into her arms. Sobbing, she clutched his limp body to her chest.

“Why couldn’t you have stopped him?” she cried and dissolved into wordless wailing. He wasn’t supposed to be dead; he was supposed to be the one who killed the Red Wizard.

“Because he was not the Child Warrior,” a strange, musical voice interrupted her.

She looked up, tears still running down her cheeks, and saw the unicorn standing in front of her. It bent its head to look her right in the eye.

“What?” She wiped away the tears with her sleeve.

“You are the Child Warrior, Reina, the one foretold to destroy the Red Wizard.”

“I … I don’t understand.”

“You always were the Child Warrior. The medallion chose you; the magic that you and your brother worked together was always yours.”

“But Austyn won the sword, not me.”

The unicorn gently nudged her. “I am the sword of the Child Warrior, the Sword of Chastity, whose name the Gold Wizard misread in his father’s prophecy.” The unicorn nickered, and its eyes sparkled with amusement. “The Gold Wizard was blinded by his preconception that the Chosen One had to be a boy.”

Reina’s mouth dropped open. She was the Chosen One! She had killed the Red Wizard; she would be remembered with honor and respect for generations to come. The magic she wanted was all hers. She was exactly what she had always longed to be.

And yet it meant nothing. Nothing seemed important any longer, without Austyn. What did getting what she longed for matter when her brother lay here dead?

“Why couldn’t I have saved him, then?” she wept. “Why?” She tried reaching out for magic to call him back to her, but she felt nothing. “How can I be the Child Warrior and not be able to save him?” Her chest and throat burned, and she looked again at the unicorn, her eyes tearful and accusatory. “He shouldn’t be dead.”

“If you wish, you may have your brother’s life back.”

Reina’s eyes widened. “You can bring him back?”

“I can, but beware, Child Warrior. It will cost you much. Only a sacrifice can work the magic to restore a life. For your brother, you must trade what you value most: the Medallion of Courage and the Sword of Chastity. If you do this, we will not meet again.”

That made Reina pause. For so long she had longed for recognition, for power, for everything Austyn had, and now she had found out it really was all hers, but she was being asked to give it all up. She looked down at Austyn’s still face—the choice was simple. None of it would be worth it without Austyn. She laid him gently on the ground.

“I want my brother back. I will give anything you ask of me to have him back.”

The unicorn nodded at her. “Then farewell, Child Warrior.” It bent its head, touching the tip of its horn to Austyn’s chest. The medallion glowed white, and then disappeared. Austyn coughed and took a deep breath. Reina dropped to her knees at his side, barely seeing and not really thinking about the unicorn vanishing in a flash of white light.

She helped Austyn sit up as he coughed a couple more times and got his breath back. He turned troubled eyes to her. “What happened?” His voice was weak and pitiful.

“Oh, Austyn!” She threw her arms around him in a hug, choking back a sob. “You’re back. I love you so much, Austyn.”

“I love you too.” He blinked several times and rubbed his eyes. “What happened to the Red Wizard? I thought…. “His look went distant, as if remembering the events.

“I killed him with the Unicorn Sword,” Reina said, trying to distract him from thinking about his death. “He’s gone for good.”

“Yeah,” Austyn said in a vague voice.

Reina ruffled his hair, trying to draw him away from the past. “Hey, it’s all over now! We can go home.” She smiled at him, although with all that had happened, she didn’t know how genuine the smile looked. Then her eyes glanced at the table with the chest. “Wait a minute—we didn’t destroy his heart, or whatever nonsense the Gold Wizard wanted us to do.”

They got to their feet and walked over to the box.

“I saw the Red Wizard die,” Reina said, still puzzled. “If that’s the case, how can his heart be in here?”

“I wonder what’s in it if it’s not a heart,” Austyn said.

Reina put her hands on the box, and at the moment she touched it, it sprung open. She gaped in astonishment. Inside lay a gold crown. She picked it up, fingering the cold metal and jewels. “Weird!” The Gold Wizard really didn’t know what he was talking about at all. She held the crown up to the light. “It’s gorgeous.”

The door to the room burst open, and they both swirled around to see who it was. Reina’s hand went to her side automatically, and she remembered with a pang that the Unicorn Sword was gone. However, it was only the Gold Wizard, his hair askew and looking really worried.

“What happened?” He glanced around the room. “I woke up, and all the monsters had disappeared. I couldn’t see you anywhere. You must have killed the Red Wizard!” He beamed at Austyn and ignored Reina entirely. She felt a sliver of annoyance, but when she looked at Austyn, it melted away. He was worth it, every bit, even though he’d get all the credit and she’d done all the work.

Austyn’s cheeks turned pink. “But—”

“Look! The crown!” The Gold Wizard almost bounced across the room to grab it from Reina’s hands. He lifted it up, a look of ecstasy on his face.

“I thought his heart was supposed to be in there.” Reina just couldn’t resist teasing him.

The Gold Wizard flushed a little but brushed it off. “It doesn’t matter how it was done, only that it was done!” He sounded all pompous again.

That’s truer than you know, Reina thought, but kept her mouth shut this time. He wouldn’t believe her if she told the truth.

The Gold Wizard talked on, oblivious, patting Austyn on the head and giving him a fond smile. “Not only have you destroyed the Red Wizard, but as the Chosen One, you shall be our new king. I’ll be your wizard, and we’ll elect some other men to help with the actual ruling until you come of age, but with time you’ll be our true king!”

“But, I—”

He grabbed Austyn by the arm, pulling him towards the door. “Come! I can’t wait to tell them. You know, you saved all their lives, and then we found the other children, the ones who’d just been stolen. At first I was afraid for you, because you weren’t with them, but I kept searching. Everyone will be overjoyed to hear you made it. You’re the most incredible hero of all time….”

He continued ranting on in ecstasy, not letting Austyn get a word in edgewise. Reina stopped listening and just followed them, watching Austyn. He was so young, so full of life, and just seeing him in front of her felt wonderful. Nothing else was quite so good or important in the world.

The Gold Wizard dragged Austyn through the castle, and as they stepped through the door, Reina saw the courtyard full of the men who had gone with them to face the Red Wizard, some of them holding onto children, their faces radiant. Looking at them, Reina filled with warmth. She had saved them, children and adults alike, and even if no one ever knew, it was good to know inside of herself that she had.

She recognized the man she had ridden with and guessed the boy he hugged must be his Tyler. Tyler turned and saw them. He grinned at her and waved, reminding her of Kylen, only nicer. His father then noticed them as well.

“Look!”

The crowd of people stared at them. The Gold Wizard held up his staff, appearing very pleased with himself and a bit grand, even if he was too young for a wizard.

“The Child Warrior has been victorious; the Red Wizard is destroyed!” he bellowed, even sounding wise and majestic, although a bit overdramatic. The people cheered. With a flourish, the Gold Wizard placed the crown on top of Austyn’s head. “Behold the new king!”

The crowd went wild, screaming, cheering, and yelling, “Speech, speech, speech!”

Austyn’s face turned bright red, but he held up his hand, and they went silent. His confidence surprised Reina. Then he pulled off the crown, still blushing.

“I’m not the Child Warrior!” he announced to the crowd.

They gasped.

“I didn’t kill the Red Wizard either. Reina did! She’s the Child Warrior, and she’s the one the crown belongs to. I’d be dead if it weren’t for her!”

Austyn held the crown out to her. “Take it, Reina. It belongs to you.”

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Chapter Twenty-three: The Chosen Queen

The Gold Wizard’s mouth dropped open, and Reina realized she was gaping at Austyn too.

“I—I—” Reina didn’t know where to begin.

“I don’t want to be king,” Austyn said in a quiet voice. “Please, take it.”

Still in a daze, Reina accepted the crown.

Austyn smiled at her, looking mischievous. “I know—you didn’t think I knew, did you? But I did! I don’t want to be the Child Warrior. I never did. When I finally realized it was you, I was too scared and ashamed to tell you.” His cheeks turned pink again.

“When?” He knew before I did?

“At Eleia’s. I finally realized the magic never worked unless you touched me or were really close by. I didn’t tell her, but I think she knew I had figured it out. I kept wanting to tell you, I really did! But I was scared to. After—well, you know—I just couldn’t keep lying to everyone.” Austyn then drew the sword of Chivalry. “I want you to have this too, since you don’t have your own sword anymore.”

Reina hadn’t thought he’d noticed. She put the crown on, to have room in her hands for the sword. The crowd, which had grown quiet, started cheering again. Reina turned to look at them in amazement. They believed her! She glanced back at Austyn, and he bowed down. Reina’s eyes almost popped out of her head as all the men and children she had saved also bowed. She was going to be queen.

Only there was one other person, someone she didn’t think would let her get away with this. Her eyes wandered over to the Gold Wizard, who still gaped at her. He seemed to struggle with himself for a moment before he, too, dropped to his knees. She couldn’t help breaking out into a huge smile and winking at him.

“I’m not quite what you expected, am I, Dwayne?”

He rolled his eyes at her. “I should have known.”

She turned to the crowd, who yelled for a speech again. “I couldn’t have done it if it hadn’t been for Austyn, my brother, or the Gold Wizard, or even without all of you to bravely bring us here at the last minute. Thank you for your help! Now we are free!”

The crowd erupted into cheering, and everyone jumped up, embracing each other. Amid the chaos, Austyn snuggled against Reina, and the Gold Wizard hugged them both. Then something occurred to Reina. “But I never had the Sword of Chivalry, this whole time! I killed the Red Wizard with the Unicorn Sword. The prophecy made no sense.”

The Gold Wizard scratched his head. “Well, um, er….”

“I know,” Austyn said, gloating. “Let me see the prophecy paper.”

Austyn held out his hand, giving the Gold Wizard no time to refuse. With a sigh, he pulled it out and handed it to Austyn. Austyn held it up to Reina. “Look at this! Here, here, and here.”

Reina stared at the runes he pointed to and gasped. “Those are the same ones on the Unicorn Sword.”

“Uh, huh.” Austyn beamed. “See, it really reads like this: The Child Warrior, with the Medallion of Courage and the Sword of Chastity, shall overcome with Charity, the magic of the Red Wizard.”

“You can read?” Reina drew in a sharp breath. When did he learn that?

“Only a little—I can show you,” Austyn said, pride shining in his eyes. “It’s easy, and I already knew those three runes from the sword. Eleia showed me the other ones in the prophecy, because I asked.”

The Gold Wizard’s face turned crimson. “Well, er, those runes, they all look about the same to me. I was, um, close, real close.”

Reina patted him on the arm, feeling a little sorry for him. “Hey, it all worked out, didn’t it?”

“Yeah, guess it did.” He still looked a little ashamed of himself. “I wanted to, you know, honor my father, make everyone proud of me, by finding the Child Warrior and destroying the Red Wizard. I wanted to prove that I can be a wizard, but it didn’t turn out at all how I’d planned.”

Reina grinned, giving his arm a little squeeze. “But you did find me, and we did destroy the Red Wizard. And nothing ever goes exactly like you plan.”

The Gold Wizard’s face cleared. “You’re right. I’d better talk to everyone about sending messengers out. The whole country needs to hear that the Red Wizard is dead and we have a new king—er, queen, that is.”

Reina and Austyn giggled. They sat on the steps of the castle and talked.

“I can’t wait to see Mama and Papa,” Reina said. “They’ll be so surprised.” And Kylen. I’ll show him a thing or two.

“Do you think they’ll believe us when we tell them about all the monsters?” Austyn asked.

“They have to! I’m the queen.”

Austyn shook his head at her.

Reina thought back across their long journey. I’ll miss Eleia. That made her remember something else. “What did Eleia talk to you about, right when we left? You said you’d tell me. Was it about me being the Child Warrior?”

Austyn shook his head and beamed back at her. “No, she said when everything was over for me to come back, and she’d teach me to read more and to become a wizard just like her with my own special magic. I don’t want to be a king; I want to read books. And you’re better at bossing people around, anyway.”

“Oh!” Reina burst out laughing, until tears filled her eyes. “Austyn, you’re wonderful, and I’m so happy you get to learn what you really want to do. I promise, I’ll be the best queen ever.”

And in that moment, she knew what Eleia had meant. She would give Austyn up now, so that he could follow his dreams and she could follow hers. She would miss him, but they each had the work they were called to do, and now their paths would part.

“Promise you’ll visit if I can’t get away?” She could just imagine all the idiotic things the Gold Wizard would make up that she’d have to do as queen. He liked to put on a good show.

Austyn winked. “Of course.”

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Table of Contents

Chosen Sister

Chapter One: Village Raid

Chapter Two: The Child Warrior

Chapter Three: Sisterly Love

Chapter Four: Austyn's Quest

Chapter Five: On the Run

Chapter Six: Danger in the Forest

Chapter Seven: The Clearing of Whispering Secrets

Chapter Eight: More Trouble

Chapter Nine: A Castle

Chapter Ten: The Unicorn Sword

Chapter Eleven: The Shadowsoul

Chapter Twelve: Flight to the Mountains

Chapter Thirteen: Down the River

Chapter Fourteen: Mt. Iseeney

Chapter Fifteen: A Space of Peace

Chapter Sixteen: The Journey Resumes

Chapter Seventeen: The Caves of Sorrow

Chapter Eighteen: A Test for Austyn

Chapter Nineteen: The Sword of Chivalry

Chapter Twenty: Night Journey

Chapter Twenty-One: At the Red Wizard's Dark Castl…

Chapter Twenty-two: The Child Warrior

Chapter Twenty-three: The Chosen Queen

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