The major is looking for a suppressor. The girls discover that Ald had a sister.
Chapter 97.
House Beinan.
Rebecca grinned as Kivessin entered her office trailed by Jorge. “Major! We haven’t seen you for some time. What brings you here today?”
“I was hoping that someone here could point me to who was in charge of the suppressors lifted from the Project.”
“I think that can be arranged. What do you want them for?”
“An elf named Redhand kidnapped Elf Carran using Jumpers. I want to make sure that when the time comes, that Redhand won’t be able to leave inappropriately. The suppressors will prevent that.”
“That sounds legitimate. How is Lissia?”
“Busy, since we have two now. I have been at home the last two moons and Lissia has told me to extend you and Folmon an invitation.”
“I believe that the suppressors are at Fayspire, that is if they were not dismantled. Why don’t I have Theo take you down and see.”
“Thank you, milady.”
“Are you getting Elf Carran out soon?”
“I haven’t received the go ahead, so I don’t know when I will actually undertake the operation, but I want all the pieces in place when I do.”
“That sounds like you. I can’t wait for the story.”
Jorge grinned. “There will be one after this one.”
Chapter 98.
Neuw Athlin
Dúnathron walked into rather noisy oracle room as the oracle had the two girls poking at it. Seriellia was chatting away with Princess Celeste while they were looking at something on the screen. She turned around when she heard her aunt and said, “Aunt, we’re glad that you are here.”
“What are you two up to?”
“We are trying to discover who Ald is.”
“Who Ald is? Isn’t that rather obvious? I know that you both know him.”
“He doesn’t fit,” Celeste said.
“What do you mean?”
“He isn’t a peasant, tradesman or noble. He doesn’t fit.”
“Does he have to?”
Celeste thought about it and said, “He’s strange. He feeds his tree and lives with Duc Rolain.”
“What have you found? You have obviously been looking for things.”
“We found out that his mother was actually a noblewoman, Fellia D’Silva or Silva as Ald called her. She lived in A’I Alora. Ald has a sister, who ran away from the Order. Lady D’Silva left A’I Alora just before Ald was born. We don’t know who Ald’s father is, but Ald is connected to the mana source here. The Project had Lady D’Silva flagged and her children were to be taken to the Order and then to Lain Othrond.”
Dúnathron brushed her chin. “I don’t remember the lady, but I imagine that she disappeared from our sight a long time ago, considering that Ald is seventeen. How old is the sister?”
“Nineteen. That is if she is still alive.”
“Ald was taken by Haciathra with the rest of them, so she knew more than was probably put into the oracles. Apparently the sister was out of reach, or Haciathra didn’t know where she was. Have you sent anything to Biwynn?”
“She hasn’t been at her oracle for some time. We think that she and Ferret are off someplace.”
Dúnathron laughed. “Let’s see what we can find. This is an interesting mystery. I can see that you are doing very well and enjoying yourselves.”
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