"Dark Elves - 03 - Salvation" - читать интересную книгу автора (Mykles Jet)

couldnТt recall Vikart speaking a word since.

One by one they had all been marked, and one by one they had all been changed. As
Valanth had stated, Savous was the last of his fatherТs sons. The last heТd ever have unless
ValanthТs prophecy was what some rumored it to be and, when fulfilled, brought back his
truemate.

Valanth stood, breaking apart SavousТs thoughts. Savous schooled his features before
raising his head. Valanth stepped toward him. His pristine white robe swirled about his bare
legs. Behind him, Betaf rolled up the cloth upon which Valanth had sat to keep those robes
pristine. Valanth stopped just in front of Savous and stared deeply into his sonТs eyes.


УYou should take GilbranТs place at my side.Ф

Savous couldnТt catch the sneer before it wrinkled his nose and curled his lip. Quick as
a snake, his father caught his chin, preventing him from turning away.

ValanthТs frown wrinkled the intricate white band etched in his forehead. УYou are
powerful, Savous. However, you are woefully trained. I could help you be stronger. If you
would apprentice yourself to me instead of Radin, I could insure that you are strong enough
to face the vetriese.Ф

Savous jerked his chin away and stood, unwilling to continue looking up at Valanth.
He took a few steps away, which put him farther away from the vetriese as well as put Radin
between him and Valanth. УIТve already chosen my master, Father, and I couldnТt be more
pleased with my training.Ф

Radin sat in uncharacteristic silence between them, without a comment on the direct
insult to his training. He leaned back so that his shoulders were against the mossy wall.
Casually, he stretched out his legs, crossing his feet at the ankles, creating a barrier of himself
between father and son.

Valanth did not deign to glance at the younger sorcerer, keeping his full attention on
Savous. УAnd yet you remain an apprentice after nearly two hundred cycles. What testament
is that to your training?Ф

УAs IТve told you, Father, my not entering the vetriese has nothing to do with the
quality of my training.Ф

УThen it is fear. Which is understandable. If you are not up to Her standard, She will
not allow you to return. Which is why youТre in need of my training.Ф

Savous avoided grinding his teeth. This was an old argument and the most obvious
source of the very public rift between father and son. Even now Betaf listened avidly,
prepared to spread talk of every word to anyone who would listen.

УI have my own reasons, Father.Ф