Free Master of Myth (The Antigone's Wrath Series Book 1) by Starla Huchton

her pause. Danton had considerable experience in seeking out Brotherhood men, something she couldn’t boast of herself.  
    She nodded in acquiescence. “All right. If Danton doesn’t slit his throat, you may tell him we have a place for him, but only one way. I cannot guarantee him safe passage back.”
    Danton laughed. “You cannot guarantee him safe passage there .”
    “You think Yong Wu will attempt to stop us?” Iris asked.
    Rachel shrugged. “It would be unlike him not to try even were he not currently at war with the rest of the world. However, it is possible his ships will be too busy with Royal Navy and Air Transport Authority to even notice us. There’s really no way to know what we’ll encounter until we get there.”
    “ Bon . So it is settled then.” Danton rubbed his hands together excitedly, though Rachel wasn’t sure if this was at the prospect of finding more Brotherhood or at having someone new to talk to. “I shall acquire cargo to take to, er, India, and return in time to meet your mystery passengers at…?” He left the question hanging in the air.
    “We’re to meet at four o’clock at Aux Vieilles Armes .” She motioned southward down the docks.
    “Four o’clock then.” He nodded and walked backwards down the pier. “I shall see you ladies in a few hours,” he called back over his shoulder.

    Silas whistled happily as he strode down the docks to meet Eddie and collect his crate. What he had thought might be an insurmountable obstacle, turned out not to be one at all. He considered for a moment that he should have asked for more information on the captain and the ship itself, but reasoned that he couldn’t afford to be picky right now. The trains across western Europe might be perfectly comfortable, but he had heard some unsettling tales about the trains running across eastern countries, and downright frightening ones about traveling over land in India. He didn’t think he was prepared to handle that sort of trip.
    There would be time to ask questions of his mysterious savior when he met with her at four, pending permission to board, of course. For the moment, he didn’t even know which ship she represented. His main concern was what sort of vessel would be carrying him and his young apprentice into an extremely hostile area. Was it fast? Was it airborne, or would they be sailing again? What sort of defenses did it have? Did they plan to make additional stops along the way? How many? And who on Earth was the captain and how raving mad was he to attempt such a journey?
    Silas stopped and took a breath. There would be time to write all of these things down as they waited in the tavern for the woman’s appearance. She gave him a two-hour window in which he may or may not get an answer at all. It was a bit frustrating, but he understood her position. She could not speak for her captain.
    When he arrived at the correct pier, Eddie was waiting for him, legs dangling over the edge of the wooden walkway and staring at the water below him. The small wooden crate was next to him, completely unscathed for having been left behind.  
    “Did you enjoy yourself?” Silas asked from a few steps away.
    The boy jumped in surprise. “What? Oh, yes, I suppose.”
    Silas lifted an eyebrow. “You don’t sound as though you had a very good time.”
    He shrugged. “All the sailors wanted to do was get off the boat and find a pub. They didn’t want to be stuck with some child.” He huffed. “I’m not a child. I can do most of what they do, if they’d just show me.”
    He crouched down next to Eddie. “Sorry for that, my boy. I probably should have seen that coming.”
    “So what did you do last night?” Eddie flicked a pebble into the water.
    Silas was grateful the boy wasn’t looking at him because he turned ten shades of scarlet at the thought. “Oh, not much, really. Got lost trying to find the place Captain Kidham recommended and ended up staying somewhere else entirely. Nothing very