Ventus by Karl Schroeder

Karl Schroeder / Ventus / Page 138
"There are other ways to find him."
"No!" They both turned their heads. Jordan glared at
them. At that moment the two of them reminded him of his
parents, ineffectually mouthing words instead of acting. "We
have to do something now! He's hurting people."
Calandria came to sit next to him. "What do you mean?"
"We have to find out where he is right now," Jordan
insisted. "You promised you would take the visions away when
I'd told you where Armiger is. Well, let's do it. I thought after
the manse that things would get easier, since you said you
knew what was happening and I thought you could do
something about it. But you didn't expect what happened
tonight, and it's getting worse!" He hunkered himself down,
trying to pin her with the reproach of his gaze.
Calandria and Axel exchanged looks. Axel shrugged,
appearing almost amused. "There are three of us in on this
venture now, Cal. He's got a point."
"Where's the wisdom you were going to trade me for
telling you where Armiger is?" Jordan pointed out. "I haven't
got anything out of this. You kidnapped me, and put visions in
my head till I'm almost crazy!" He was mildly astonished at
his own outburst. Of course, he'd had a few cups of wine
tonight, but really enough was enough. An echo of the force
that had driven him into the night after Emmy drove him to
speak now.
"You seem like the Winds sometimes," he said, "but
you haven't done anything for me. You said you would."
Calandria stood. "I’m sorry," she said. "I promise to
make it up to you. And I realize I made a mistake in bringing
you to the banquet. I didn’t think you would find it so
stressful."
"Wait a second," said Axel. "So he was under extreme