Wielder: Apprentice: Book 1 of Lady Shey's Story (The Wielder Cycle) Read Online Free Page B

you have to do things that seem unusual, things that you don’t want to do. It is all for the greater good. As I said, you were hidden in plain sight. At any rate, you will be well fed here.” Enowene pointed to the door. “Go now and bring in Marella from the hall.”
    “But I have more questions.”
    “Please, can they wait until later? I promise we will sit down and talk soon.”
    Sheyna nodded and went to open the door. Marella stepped inside, still giving Sheyna an awful, sour look.
    Enowene leaned back in her chair and clasped her hands together. “You do not share your rooms with anyone at present, do you, Marella?”
    Marella grimaced at the question before shaking her head that she did not. She cocked an apprehensive eyebrow at Sheyna. Marella’s face briefly contorted into an unpleasant scowl before she put back on the falsely-pleasant countenance for the benefit of Enowene.
    Enowene nodded to Marella. “Well, introductions are in order.”
    The silence was palpable.
    “Marella?” Enowene cajoled.
    Marella let out a heavy sigh. “My name is Marella Arden,” she stated coldly.
    “Pleased to make your acquaintance. I am called Sheyna Namear.”
    “Fitting, I have a horse named Sheyna,” Marella commented sarcastically. “She is a stupid horse, barely trainable.”
    “Marella, we do not act so rudely,” Enowene scolded. “You are supposed to be a princess with manners.”
    “I mean, pleased to make your acquaintance.”
    Sheyna was unsure of how to reply. She just stood there frozen.
    “Better. Marella, you will take Sheyna back to your rooms and show her around the tower. She is to share your accommodations, you understand.” Enowene started writing furiously on parchment with her quill. “And Sheyna dear, you will return here in the morning while the others attend their studies, and I will instruct you personally until you catch up.” She absently waved her hand and motioned for them to leave the room without looking up from her parchment.
    Sheyna could scarcely contain her excitement at having a room to go to, but she could tell the blonde girl was less than pleased with the news. Marella left the chamber without a word, and Sheyna quickly followed. She tried to stay close behind, but the girl kept running ahead and ducking down hallways and darting behind doors, obviously trying to lose her. Marella would soon discover that Sheyna was a difficult girl to lose. Suddenly, Marella turned to face her.
    “Stop following me!”
    Sheyna cocked an eyebrow. “You realize that wouldn’t make much sense? I am supposed to follow you.”
    “I don’t like you, and I won’t share my rooms with you.”
    “Look, blonde girl, I don’t care how you feel about it. Enowene made the decision. You don’t have to like me.”
    Marella stood glaring at Sheyna, and then she plopped down in the hallway and leaned against the wall. “I will stay right here all night, then, if I have to . . . dark-headed girl.”
    “Are you trying to insult me? It just does not quite have the same ring to it, does it, blonde girl?” Sheyna sneered. “How did you become so spoiled?”
    “I am a princess of Trigothia; I do not have to share rooms with anyone.”
    “What is wrong with you? Are all the girls here as childish as you? Why is it such an important issue that you have the rooms to yourself? I don’t understand.”
    Marella became more furious. “Aye, you cannot understand because you are common.”
    Sheyna rolled her eyes. “Princess or not, you are as common as I am.”
    Marella got up and bolted down the hallway. Sheyna followed close behind.
    “Go away, common black-haired girl,” Marella yelled back.
    “You’re senseless,” Sheyna retorted. “And your insult falls short of the mark!” Sheyna noticed doors from the rooms in the hallway were opening as they passed by. Girls were looking out to see what the commotion was about.
    “Stop!” Sheyna commanded as she ran up on Marella’s heels.
    Marella