Goddess of the Moon (Young Ancients: Tiera) Read Online Free PDF

something for
us when we meet in the weapons area." It was being all kinds of high
handed, but other than the highly disgruntled look he gave her, he didn't speak
again.
    Probably
because of her being so tall now, she understood. He nearly had to do what she
said, given that. It nearly made her pull that bit back, but she didn't,
because Kolb nodded at the man.
    "I've
heard of Tor doing things like that, so we need people that can do that on our
side too. Good thinking. Tiera, I want a fresh build from you too. We have nine
hours. Less after you get the searchers in place."
    That
got several new stares as well, mainly from Sam, who didn't know she could
build anything, and Havar, who actually blinked a few times.
    "Tiera?"
    She
got it then. He hadn't recognized her at all. The jerk. Well, she did look a
bit different, being taller like she was. He was also a bit blind to short
people, she was willing to bet. Even the ones he liked. That left her feeling
slightly upset and bitter for about half a moment, but she let it go. He really
didn't have the ability to control that part of himself. Not on his own.
    "Argh."
She said the word with no particular inflection, but the meaning passed along
well enough, and some of the kids smiled at her. Most seemed a bit sad, but
then they would, wouldn't they? "Let's move out then. Sam and I have
builds, meaning our buddies have to watch out for us more. One hour."
    Possibly
more, if she couldn't find anyone willing to search for them all night. Ideally
she'd get people from the fighters section... Or, if she wanted to really be
ideal, Tiera would get full working groups. Six fighters and a builder in each.
    That
was a decent plan, so she sighed and moved to her gear, since she had an
unlocked trunk at the foot of her bed, with some amulets in it, as well as some
blank bits of focus stone, a few of which she handed off to Sam for his project,
not really knowing what would be needed.
    Kolb
looked in, over her shoulder, but didn't comment on the fifty weapons that were
stacked off to the side. It was tempting to hand them out to the kids, but she
didn't know if they could handle them without practice. It really did take a
bit of focus to make them work right.
    "Buddies,
with me, please." She smiled at her two, who gave her blank looks back,
and shouldered their packs, which looked to be enough for the night. Hopefully
they had food too, or at least they could liberate something on the way into
the woods. She was starving.
    The
boys moved with her, and she didn't wait, touching each on the shoulder and
pulling them gently toward the headmaster's offices. He lived in a set of rooms
behind where he worked, so that he could always be found. It was very
efficient, but didn't leave him with much of a life, she didn't think. He lived
alone, and didn't have any family at all, for instance. If he had any vices of
note, she'd never heard of it at all. No one claimed that he made them have sex
with him, or dress up as a maid and clean his rooms or anything, even. That
last one was probably even fair. Well, the cleaning at least. The costume might be too much, if he was getting noble students to do it.
    Her
two kids followed along silently, their feet not making much sound at all on
the hard stone, since they had soft shoes on. She checked, but her assumption
that they all had shields was correct. New ones too. The good kind that had
flight fields in them, Tor-shoes, and could clean and make air. That gave her
an idea as to where to hide for the night too. She'd never tried it out,
herself, but she was willing to bet it would work.
    When
she got to the Headmaster's place she moved around to the side door and tapped
gently. Just three times. It took doing it twice before the man noticed, and as
soon as he opened the door, she put a single finger to her lips and waited for
him to wave them all in.
    Servants
or not, the interior was very tidy. Dark too.
    When
the door closed he turned on a magical light