The Hob's Bargain
valley who found the wildlings fascinating rather than terrifying. Or at least in addition to terrifying , I thought, remembering yesterdayâs ghosts and the earth guardian.
âMerewich wonders if you can come up with any way to make the village more amiable to a celebration of the earth spirit. If you do, heâd like you to tell him, Koret, or Tolleck.â I turned to leave.
âAren, Iâm sorry,â he said suddenly.
I knew what he was talking about, and it wasnât the Green Man.
I turned back to him. âThe king is dead. The world in which you made your vows to him is dead. Leave Kith be.â
âKith is dangerous. He knows it.â
âAnd we need him!â I snapped. âDo you think the danger will be over when the raiders are gone? The hob doesnât. Heâs not nearly as worried about the raiders as he is about other things. Things like the hillgrim that attacked me. The wildlings are back, and most of them donât like humans very wellâif they ever did.â
âLook, Aren, most of the bloodmagesâ get commit suicide after a year or two. Kithâs lasted longer than any other. The berserkers understandâKith understandsâthat they are dead already, itâs just a matter of time. If theyâre lucky, they die in battle.â
I left without saying another word.
NINE
T he hob was waiting for me when I woke up the next evening. This time he was holding a mug of something steaming that smelled sweet and milky.
âHere,â he said. âItâs a little chilly tonight. Thereâs a storm blowing in. I thought you might like something warm to start the night with.â
I wiggled around until I could take it from him, then sipped it cautiously. Some kind of tea with honey, but the blend was nothing Iâd ever tasted before.
âThanks,â I said. He intimidated me a lot less than he had the night before, but I decided not to ask him why he was here tonight.
âIâve come to teach you,â he said. âDonât worry, Iâve cleared it with Koret. Tomorrow heâll need you, but tonightâs mine.â
I rolled my eyes at his mock leer, and he laughed. I didnât ask him what he was going to teach me. I should haveâthen I could have refused while I had a chance.
âB UT I DONâT WANT TO TALK TO GHOSTS .â
The manor garden was unkempt, but still recognizable as deliberate planting. I was all too aware of the burial ground on the other side of the gardenâs stone wall.
âIf you donât learn how to use your abilities, youâll be used by them,â he said. Hurrah, that sounded like fun . âAren, youâve got to learn to protect yourself. You can summon spirits, but by the same token you can be summoned by them.â
âWhy you?â I asked nastily. It wasnât his fault, and I knew it, but he was there. âYou arenât a speaker.â Whatever that was.
âBecause thereâs no one else,â he explained, though I could see him fight a smile. He seemed to get some sadistic enjoyment out of my whining. âOn this side of the river, I can deal with ghosts if I have to. But Iâm hoping youâll be able to save yourself.â
âHow reassuring,â I said witheringly.
This time he did grin. âCome on, lass. Likely you wonât be summoning anyone you know. It wonât hurt to talk a bit with the dead. If you can convince them to go on, as you did the ones who came to you last night, youâll be doing them a favor.â
âGreat,â I said, shivering, though I wasnât cold.
Last night was a lot more frightening in memory than it seemed at the time. I was in no hurry to visit with more ghosts.
I thought of a possible way out of it. âHold up a minute. Didnât you stop me from summoning the ghost of that poor skeleton?â
âThere is a difference between summoning a soul back to its dead remains, and calling a ghost which is merely spirit.â
âWhatâs the difference between soul and spirit?â I asked.
âPeople like you and I are made of body, soul, and spirit. The body is the physical and is tied very tightly to time. Humans are very rooted in the bodyâitâs why there arenât more mages among you. Soul is what determines who you areâstubborn, impatientâ¦the qualities that make you different from Kith or Koret. It is where emotions
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