The Wizard's Promise (Strange Chemistry)
Cassandra Rose Clarke
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Hanna has spent her life hearing about the adventures of her namesake Ananna, the lady pirate, and assassin Naji. She dreams of the same adventures, but little does she know she is about to tumble into one of her own. Hanna is apprenticed to a taciturn fisherman called Kolur, and, during a day of storms and darkness, are swept wildly off course.
In this strange new land, Kolur hires a stranger to join the crew and, rather than heading home, sets a course for the dangerous island of Jadanvar. As Hanna meets a secretive merboy, and learns that Kolur has a deadly past, she soon realises that wishing for adventures is a dangerous game - because those wishes might come true.
doing?” Kolur’s voice interrupted my concentration. I opened my eyes. “Nothing,” I called back. “Just like you want.” He shook his head and kicked at the boards. “Looked like you were in a damn trance. Don’t get like that out here, girl. It could mean something dangerous.” “It wasn’t anything dangerous. I knew what I was doing.” I walked over to him. Frida was hunched over the map, as always, tracing a path with her finger. Yesterday, I’d tried to slide up beside her and peek at our navigation
make him listen to me. Seeing the smoke did give me hope, though. There were others here. We weren’t stranded on one of the empty islands. It didn’t take long before we had circled around the bend and come across a round fabric tent. Smoke drifted out of a hole at the top of the roof. There was no garden, only hard frozen soil, but the rocks had been arranged like a path leading to the tent’s opening, and that gave it a feeling of permanence. “Huh,” Kolur said. “Don’t look Juldani, does it?”
to them, still touching my bracelet. The wind lifted, rustled my hair. It blew in from the north and smelled of flowers. It was so soft against my skin it almost felt like protective magic. For a split second I felt that presence I had known when I was aboard the Penelope. But then it was gone. “Here they coooome,” Finnur said, under his breath. In the dark, all I could see were shadows: the silhouette of a man-sized pine, the shaggy hulk of a yak’s-head mask, the twist of goat’s horns, the
three masts instead of two, and a wider deck. It wasn’t the sort of boat you used just for fishing. “Kolur!” I shouted. “It’s Hanna! I really need to–” “Yeah, yeah, I heard you, girl.” Kolur’s voice came from behind me, as gruff as ever. I whirled around and found him climbing out of the hatchway with a loop of rope draped over his left shoulder. “What do you want? We’re still heading north, so I don’t got a job for you.” “All I wanted was to thank you for last night.” I rushed over to him
glowered at Larus. He coughed and looked down at his feet. I made the south wind stir his robes, tangling them up around his legs. “Stop that,” Larus said. “You know some child’s trick doesn’t make you a real wizard.” “Is there anything else?” “No.” Larus pulled a quill out of his sleeve. “Would you like to send a reply?” “Do I have to pay for it?” “All messages cost one common coin.” He glared at me. “You know that.” “No thanks, then.” I picked up my basket. Sometimes you can wheedle a