Chapter: 530 – Ten Years Free

Tala’s eyes widened, to match her friend’s, even as the single word was still dying on Lyn’s lips.

‘Tali?’

Her ears were ringing, her vision tinted toward white, and even her threefold sight seemed indistinct and hard to focus on. Her breaths were coming in short, quick gasps.

Ten thousand thoughts flashed through Tala’s mind, most of them nonsensical panic. The few that weren’t stood out in stark contrast among the rest.

How does this even make sense?

-Well, someone clearly is trying to find a connection with Tali.-

That name shouldn’t mean anything to anyone out here, and no one that does know it should be out here. Plus, they seemed interested even after it was clear that I am Tala, not Tali.

-Well, they seem to know that Tali and Tala are the same person… or at least they suspect?-

Or they think that I’m really bad at choosing a fake name?

Alat sent a feeling of mirth followed closely by one of negation. -That would be funny, but I doubt it. All it does is emphasize to me how lazy Be-thric was in choosing your other name.-

…Yeah. But the issue at hand? Could the House of Blood have been looking for me all this time?

-That doesn’t seem that likely, even though it hasn’t been that long on the scale of the Major Houses.-

It’s been more than ten years! He’s ten years dead. I’m ten years free. She was mentally pulling out her own hair, even though she was physically frozen in place by her shock while her mind raced. Why? Why is this coming up, now?

Finally, the loud ringing sensation began to fade from her consciousness as she regained mastery over herself, and she felt a gilded resolve settle around her. “Where did the message come from?”

“Is that what you want me to respond? I can message inquiring about who is asking? It might be good to know where they are?”

Tala immediately shook her head. “No, no. Wait. Can’t you tell who? Can’t we detect where they are messaging from?”

Lyn had a patient air about her, clearly sensing Tala’s scattered state. “No, that’s not how this form of communication works. It’s coming through quite a few others who are relaying the messages. Honestly, it could be coming from anywhere in the wandering wilds. I can point toward the closest communication constructs, including the one that is the nearest link in the chain, but that’s about it.”

“It could be from anywhere? Even up near Sunnydale?”

“Yes.”

Recall the fliers. We need to pack up, now. Whatever we do, we want to have them safely stored.

-They’re on their way back. They’ll be here in less than five. We were still searching within a close circle for any evidence of a cell or moving settlement.-

The southern section of the wandering wilds was, understandably, less traveled, given the House lands to the south and the fact that those Houses still often hunted for their vestiges among the towns and villages moving around this region. So their lack of contact was understandable. Thank you, Alat.

-You’re welcome. We need to handle this with caution. Someone seemingly knows something but their words don’t speak of confirmation or true knowledge.-

Tala reoriented on Lyn. “Okay. Then, I want you to respond, ‘Please clarify if there was a misconveyance. We have a Tala here…’ Word it how you need to in order to convey that idea. Even if this goes horribly sideways, chances are we’ll have days before we have to deal with anyone. If we feel things won’t go well, we’ll go north and avoid the confrontation entirely… In case it wasn’t clear, don’t convey the last part.”

Lyn gave a tight smile and nodded. “I’ll handle it. Sending the message, now.”

Less than a minute later, she flinched slightly, then gave a nervous laugh. “Another message. ‘I am coming.’ One or more intermediaries added an apology for the ominous nature of the message, but they felt like it wouldn’t be right to hold back something that could be a forewarning.”

Tala hesitated for only a moment. A statement that they were coming seemed to imply that Tala’s location was known. That made no sense, but she had to assume it wasn’t just bluster, otherwise she couldn’t figure out a way it wouldn’t be counterproductive.

It was spoken in the immediate sense. They weren’t going to come soon; they wouldn’t like to meet up. No, they were on their way that instant.

She considered further. It was ‘I’ not ‘we.’ So, it’s someone who is willing to come into a potentially hostile situation by themselves. Assuming this has anything to do with us at all, that makes it almost certain to be someone from the House of Blood, likely an Eskau. She grimaced, hoping desperately it wasn’t Pallaun or Meallain. Even De-arg would be preferable to those two, but there would be a simple landscape in the Doman-Imithe before Eskau De-arg came this far afield.

So, one enemy.

One potential enemy, who likely knew of her abilities—at least what she’d been able to do when in Platoiri—and they were still confident in coming after her…

Part of her wanted to face whoever it was, but most of her immediately balked at the very idea. Even without the political implications of having to kill or otherwise remove someone from the House of Blood, she didn’t feel ready to face any of those people directly.

She didn’t know if she ever would be.

She wanted to leave that part of her life behind forever.

She honestly thought she had.

But it was back.

She had to choose.

So, she chose. Message Master Grediv, now. We’re coming home.

-Done.-

“We need to go, now. Sanctum or Irondale for you, Lyn?”

Lyn didn’t hesitate. “Sanctum please.”

Tala willed them both there.

-I’ve messaged Rane, Enar will make sure he knows what’s going on immediately.-

Tala and Lyn sat—Tala on her throne, Lyn in a chair that Tala willed into place for her—silently thinking for a moment. Then, the older Mage spoke, “First, why are we running?”

Tala opened her mouth, a frown coming to her face, but Lyn held up her hands, forestalling her.

“I don’t mean I disagree, or that you’re wrong. I just want to know the reasoning. I can be the most helpful if I understand the ‘why’ as well as the ‘what’ of what we’re doing.”

Tala sighed, nodding. “I can see that. It’s easy enough to explain. If it’s someone associated with the House of Blood, meeting with them will almost certainly expose me. If that happens they will have to die. Their death will then likely be almost as large an issue as my discovery. Even if I’m overblowing it, it’s just too great a risk with no upside. We gain nothing by meeting with whoever this might be, and we stand to lose a lot. The chances of them actually knowing where we are, and being able to get here in anything close to a reasonable timeframe are vanishingly small too.” Tala grimaced. “Honestly, a large part of it is that I’m ready to go back, and this is just the final impetus to make it a fast return.”

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Lyn was nodding by the end. “That makes a lot of sense.” She looked down at the construct in her hands. “I think you’re forgetting one thing, though. They do know roughly where we are. So, should I respond? I could tell them that we’re not going to be here?”

Tala barked a laugh. “I agree that they seem to think they know, but how would they know where we are? Where are they ‘coming’ to? The statement that they are coming implies that they know where we are… somehow. Or at least have a rough idea. I’m operating under the assumption that that isn’t a lie, but how is that possible?”

Lyn nodded. “I can answer that. Of course they know, assuming they were searching for Tali, which seems to be the core of this whole situation. If they have talked with Howlton about Tali in the last decade, then our location is now known. We sent that we were currently looking around the region where you met with Howlton before.”

Right… That changed things a little… Well, no it didn’t. She’d already decided to just assume they knew roughly where she was. Regardless, it didn’t alter the end choice over much if at all. “Then we have a choice to make. If they can track us, and we start moving, then they’ll pursue quickly and be harder to deal with. At the very least, they’ll be irritated by our attempt to avoid them. That might also imply to them that we likely know something… But we don’t have any reason to think that they can track us. If we send another message about us leaving, and they can’t track us—as is most likely—then they’ll speed up, and we might have lost the chance at not only getting a greater lead but getting away entirely without them being the wiser.”