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Chapter 10. Reive

What’s happened?” the girl asked anxiously.The necromancer clenched his teeth. It seemed like he was going crazy.Was this a side effect of being raised from the dead? Or was it because of the damned locusts who’d been finishing him off for seven hundred years?“It’s okay. I just remembered something unpleasant,” he said, scarcely hearing himself. His gaze was focused a little to the left of the girl – to the place where once again his old enemy was standing. Damn Ulfricus Ayris, smiling repulsively.Yet, Angelina obviously didn’t see anyone.Reive slowly closed his eyes, mentally ordering the spirit to get lost. To the place ordained for traitors.“And where is the place for people like you, Reivy?” the ghost smirked.The necromancer opened his eyes, but that asshole Ulfricus didn’t disappear. Inste

Chapter 11. Angelina

The remains of the fire glowed drearily before my eyes. The sun was going down, and I was no longer thinking that I had spent the whole day with a stranger who was really strange. That I had almost slept with him in a bear’s lair. That I had almost died from a seizure. And now, I’m watching the dying embers with him in the company of an undead called Zomzom.For the first time in a long while, I was feeling calm and comfortable. Even though everything should have been the other way round, I felt good. I had already told Reive the history of my own birth. I told him something that no one else had ever heard from me during the five years I studied at the Academy. During my whole life! So, there was no point in holding back from telling what will happen.“In a month, there will be a royal wedding,” I uttered gloomily. “My birth father has found a new fiancée. And now, all the rich and high-born people are gathering in the

Chapter 12. Angelina

“It just can’t be,” I gasped, looking into the mocking dark-brown eyes. “The descendant of the very King of the Dead? Can I touch you?”I carefully put my hand on his knee.What was going on in my head? Something like “there’s a great necromancer’s blood in his veins! I’m touching a legend!”In fact, everything looked rather strange. Reive stiffened, and then he glanced sideways and said with a fixed smile:“Angel, you do remember I’ve got nothing on underneath this coat, don’t you?”I started back in fright, biting my lips nervously. True, he didn’t have anything...Oh, the Dark!The next moment, the necromancer shrieked with laughter. And it seemed to me that I blushed even more.“Don’t worry,” he added with a slightly guilty smile. “That I’m sitting here half-naked is my fault, not yours. So, I’m sorr

Chapter 13. Angelina

“Who’s shy here? You know what this jacket was like? Everyone dreamed of having such a thing! Ah, what do you know anyway?”Reive gave a wave of his hand and huffed angrily. It seemed to me I hadn’t had such fun for a long time.For some time, we just looked silently at each other, and I was even managing to get used to Zomzom’s silent presence. By the way, I began to like his name more and more as if no other name could suit the undead.“Reive, aren’t you going to... kill the zombie?” I said thoughtfully.The undead shifted his scary but altogether too clever gaze to the necromancer.“No way.”The dead eyes flashed red then went dull.“I’ll need a servant and a porter soon,” he continued. “And to expend my energy on raising someone else is...”“To expend your energy on raising the dead?” I snorted. “In such a situa

Chapter 14. Angelina

“Yeah, it’s a tradition.”Now, I shook my head, “What for?”I really didn’t understand this.“Necromancy’s absolutely useless nowadays. Well, you can raise the dead. But who needs that now?”I tried to spread my hands in a gesture of incomprehension, but suddenly, the ring fell through my fingers and dropped down to the bottom of the pond, lost between the thick water plants.“Oh, no!” I exclaimed. “I’m so sorry!” I was about to go into the water when the necromancer stopped me.“Wait, there’s nothing to panic about,” he said calmly, turning to me. “Except that you think necromancers are useless.”Unexpectedly, he frowned. I wouldn’t have thought that the loss of the family ring would distress him less than my opinion about the twilight science.“But really isn’t it so? What use to the wor

Chapter 15. Zomzom

Bones and blood… Dark and twilight demons. It’s cold. It’s so cold. No feeling. Cold – at least I’m used to that. The zombie sat motionless six feet from the brightly burning campfire and stared at it with an unblinking gaze. Damn flames. I hate fire. Fire burns my blood. It eats up my spirit.Bursts of orange light were reflecting in the zombie’s dead eyes, causing an uprush of fear in him. The remnants of his brain that still hadn’t decomposed when Reive read the raising invocation called forth clear images. Images of burning yellow tongues on his hands and breast. Hungry fire greedily devouring his passively rotting flesh. And blood-red eyes flashing with evil crimson magic.The zombie had to obey. The rabbit’s body was laying at his feet. The animal’s skin wasn’t damaged anywhere.The zombie easily caught the rabbit. Zomzom had already recovered his senses after his awakening, and

Chapter 16. Reive

Reive wanted to watch the sunrise. The first sunrise after hundreds of years in darkness. He woke up just as the amber light of dawn appeared on the horizon. He went out of the cave, taking note of everything as he moved. The zombie was still securely attached to the man and sitting obediently at the entrance to the lair. The twilight vision told him there were no people or large predators at any great distance from them. It was quiet.For some time the necromancer walked through the forest, heading towards a hill on the edge of the trees not far away. From there he thought that a fine view would open out. He was right. Sitting on a hillock covered with soft grass, Reive locked his hands together, planted his elbows on his knees and gave himself over completely to watching the golden dawn.It was really beautiful. It aroused not only a thirst for life in the necromancer’s heart, but also other deeper emotions. It aroused desires of which he hadn&rsqu

Chapter 17. Angelina

In a split-second, the necromancer turned into an animal at bay. He leaped away from me as if he had seen the most horrible beast in the world. Something like a roar or a scream came out of his throat. I hadn’t seen such horror in his eyes before. And I couldn’t even imagine what it could be.“Reive, what’s it? Are you afraid of an insect?” I asked, slowly bringing my hands that held the locust back and letting the insect go.There was a loud buzzing of wings, and the ‘horrible monster’ flew away.The necromancer was breathing heavily, and real sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he had just run five miles. His dark-brown eyes turned black. His pale face turned into a waxen mask.“It’s... it’s all right,” he whispered, leaning against a tree beside him. He closed his eyes and tried to breathe.I saw his hands were shaking.When a person was in such a state, you didn’t

Chapter 18. Angelina

The links of the chain were worked into the shape of small skulls between which round beads were inserted like crimson drops.“What’s this?” I breathed, marveling at the gloomy beauty of the thing.“It’s... it’s a gift, little one,” he smiled. Then, he skillfully undid the clasp, dividing the chain into two parts. He grasped one part in his fist and held out the other one to me, “May I?”A shiver ran down my spine.“Sure,” I said hoarsely.This morning, I had done my hair in a plait because after the night by the fire in the forest, it didn’t look up to much. So, now, the necromancer gently slid his hand behind my back and slid the ornament around my bare neck without difficulty.As soon as the clasp clicked shut, I felt the chain fit snugly, resembling a dog collar. Reive moved his hands along my shoulders, gently massaging my skin.Oh, the Dark! Wha

Chapter 19. Reive

Reive was light-heartedly talking to the girl, joking with her every now and then. He liked how their conversations went. He felt as if this was what he had been missing for so many years – conversations that left him feeling easier with all the bloody mix of hatred, malice and vengeance slowly blowing away from his head.However, as he was talking to the girl, he carried on deliberating. While the girl was smiling and telling him about something, he could feel the soothing warmth of her hand and continued turning over plans in his mind. The closer they approached to the capital, the more distinctly he sensed the vibrations of consciousness from his old friend. The only friend he could call real. Biellendevire. The bone dragon.It was hard not to notice the afterlife emanations of such a creature, especially if you were inseparably connected to him. Nevertheless, it looked like necromancers in Ihordarrine weren’t anything like they used t

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