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Also by Scott Westerfeld The first book in the trilogy ... - Webgarden

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F<strong>in</strong>ally <strong>the</strong> wildcount pulled <strong>the</strong> saber a few <strong>in</strong>ches back. “Why haven’t you <strong>in</strong>formed your capta<strong>in</strong>?”<br />

“Because Alek made us promise.” Deryn stared at <strong>the</strong> sword po<strong>in</strong>t. “I thought you knew he’d told us!”<br />

Count Volger lowered <strong>the</strong> sword. “Obviously I did not.”<br />

“Well, that’s notmy fault!” Deryn cried. “Maybe it’syou he doesn’t trust!”<br />

<strong>The</strong> man looked at <strong>the</strong> floor. “Perhaps.”<br />

“And you didn’t have to cut my bark<strong>in</strong>g head off!”<br />

Volger gave her a th<strong>in</strong> smile as he righted <strong>the</strong> overturned chair. “It was only to get your attention. And I<br />

used a dull edge. Surely you know a fenc<strong>in</strong>g saber when you see one?”<br />

Deryn reached out and grabbed <strong>the</strong> weapon’s blade. She swore—it was <strong>the</strong> very saber she’d practiced<br />

with yesterday, no sharper than a butter knife.<br />

Count Volger sat heavily, shak<strong>in</strong>g his head as he cleaned <strong>the</strong> sword with a pocket handkerchief and <strong>the</strong>n<br />

shea<strong>the</strong>d it aga<strong>in</strong>. “That boy will be <strong>the</strong> death of me.”<br />

“At least Alek trusts someone!” Deryn said. “<strong>The</strong> rest of youDummkopf s, you’re all as mad as a box<br />

of frogs! Ly<strong>in</strong>g and sneak<strong>in</strong>g and … scared ofmessage lizards . With all your schem<strong>in</strong>g it’s no wonder<br />

<strong>the</strong> world’s <strong>in</strong> a bark<strong>in</strong>g great war!”<br />

Tazza growled aga<strong>in</strong>, <strong>the</strong>n made his strange little yelp, hopp<strong>in</strong>g on his h<strong>in</strong>d legs. Deryn knelt to calm him<br />

down, and to hide her burn<strong>in</strong>g eyes from Count Volger.<br />

“Is Alek really hurt?” <strong>the</strong> man asked.<br />

“Aye. But it’s only a bruised rib.”<br />

“Why won’t <strong>the</strong>y let me see him or Klopp?”<br />

“Because of what Master Klopp did dur<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> battle,” Deryn said, strok<strong>in</strong>g Tazza’s flank. “He turned<br />

<strong>the</strong> ship around just before <strong>the</strong> Tesla cannon fired. Without orders.”<br />

Volger snorted. “Sothis is why your capta<strong>in</strong> has summoned me? To discuss <strong>the</strong> cha<strong>in</strong> of command?”<br />

She glared up at him. “He might reckon it was mut<strong>in</strong>y—a hang<strong>in</strong>g offense!”<br />

“An absurd notion, unless he wants his ship to drift forever.”<br />

Deryn took a slow, deep breath and petted Tazza aga<strong>in</strong>. It was true—<strong>the</strong>Leviathan still needed <strong>the</strong><br />

Clankers and <strong>the</strong>ir eng<strong>in</strong>es. More so than ever, with <strong>the</strong> airbeast act<strong>in</strong>g up.<br />

“I suppose <strong>the</strong> capta<strong>in</strong> just wants to make a po<strong>in</strong>t,” she said. “But that’s not what I’m here about.”<br />

“Ah, yes. Your secret message.”<br />

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