searching all Tulay for him,â Tia gabbled. âIâve looked in Drangur, Kulafoss and Stoplar â thatâs probably why I got confused with this thief. I reached Iserborg a few days ago and saw Master Zeno with your beautiful statue.â
Tia snapped the locket shut and rushed on with her explanation of why sheâd spoken to the sculptor, hoping that Skadi would lose interest in the locket if she chattered enough.
âEnough!â Skadi held up her hand. âI donât believe this story of a lost father.â To Tiaâs relief she waved away the locket. âYou are Nadya the jewel thief, and you will tell me where they are.â
âIâm not so I canât!â Tia twisted free and shot away from the witch. She swerved around a guard and ran up the hall. Suddenly Skadi appeared in front of her. Tia skidded to a halt, her heart jumping into her throat. She backed away and bumped into a column. Skadi sneered. Tia swung round the column only to find herself face to face with the witch again. Skadi threw back her head and laughed. Tia ran down the hall and up the stairs with the witchâs laughterechoing at her back. And then the mocking laughter was in front of her as Skadi appeared out of nowhere.
Though it was hopeless, Tia still ran. She sidestepped and sprinted this way and that but Skadi was always ahead of her, always laughing. When Tia had no breath left for running, she knew she had lost. Her legs folded and she slumped at the witchâs feet.
Skadi reached down and touched Tiaâs arm. Instantly they were in the middle of a field of geysers, gushing out steam and squirting boiling water high in the air.
Chapter Eight
Geysers and volcanoes
Skadi had taken Tia to the edge of an isolated plain. They stood on top of a high boulder in the middle of a tumble of rocks sloping down towards the geysers. All around them the geysers steamed, spraying out a vile smell, or threw spouts of boiling white water with a tremendous whooshing into the night sky.
Tia was dizzy and sick. Being âtakenâ felt horrible. To make things worse, the ground suddenly shook and Tia almost lost her footing. An eerie red glow lit up the darkness.
Skadi laughed. âThis is the edge of my land of Iserborg and behind you lies Askarlend and its volcanoes. No-one, not even my sister, Hyldi, whorules there, knows when they will erupt.â The witch sounded amused that her sister lived in constant danger. She spun Tia around. âAnd there is her castle, the one you will never reach now that you are in my power.â
Tia couldnât help gasping in amazement. Hyldiâs castle rose up on the other side of the empty land lying between Iserborg and Askarlend, and it was enormous. But what astonished Tia more than its size were the lights that covered it, flashing in every colour imaginable.
âYouâll have plenty of time to stare at my sisterâs ugly castle.â Skadi shuddered with distaste, though Tia thought her castle was just as horrible as Hyldiâs. âAnd donât imagine you can escape or youâll end up caught by the geysers like those poor fools.â Skadi sneered down at moonlit white bones scattered on the ground.
Tia bit her lip to stop herself from crying out. She wasnât going to show fear in front of her cruel aunt.
âIâll be back in two days,â Skadi said. âBy then Iâm sure youâll have remembered where youâve hidden the three jewels.â
âI told you, I donât know...â Tia protested but found herself talking to thin air. Skadi had transported herself back to Iserborg.
Tia passed the rest of the night on top of the rock. She sat hugging her knees, her chin propped on top of them and tried to think of a way around her problem. Finn and Loki couldnât help; they didnât know sheâd been taken. Nor did it help that she had witch powers, except for being able to make fire to