ONUS - Ion Heroes: Book Four (ebook)

Book FOUR of the "Ion Heroes" series

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About this ebook

The Morena trials begin for Jaine as she struggles to find her place and her purpose among the heretics of the Order.

Lian is lost in the Deep, an ancient mind trapped within his own.

Wynter, caught in a political intrigue she did not choose, seeks to reconcile the Spire with the Ring, but Cetus and all his cohorts stand between her and the food that they so desperately need.

Find out why our heroes fight in book four of the Ion Heroes Series.

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SPOILER WARNING: Do not read this excerpt until you have read RIFT.

Wynter felt something like a queen holding court. Torvan introduced her to each person, and she used the memory tricks that she’d learned in the service of Jove to memorize their names. Had they been all in white, it might have been difficult, but Jaine allowed herself to cheat and associate bits of colored clothing with the names along with the facial features. It would make for more difficult recall later, but it helped a lot when one needed to retain so many names in such a short timeframe.

She was in her element. She stayed seated on the edge of the bed and listened carefully. As a little girl growing up on Jove, her father had always taken her to his state events, and it had fascinated her to watch him move within the intrigues and politics of the state affairs.

Torvan asked her to tell her tale. She did so but left out the entirety of her connection with Jove. She simply didn’t talk about her origins at all other than to say that her Father was a descendant of the Founders of the city that she grew up in and that Lian had helped to save that city. For the sake of time, she gave little pause for details. She mentioned Lian’s efforts to save Ember and her subsequent betrayal of him, the fall of the castle (and the use of the water-bearer in that effort), and then her own wounding and abduction.

The faces around the room were scintillated and in many she saw compassionate outrage and pity. All were seated on the floor or perched wherever they could find a place. Wynter was gratified that none chose to sit on her bed. She had been prepared to surrender her last bit of private space, but none violated her sanctum. It was nice to see small touches of decorum and respect.

When she finished there was a moment of silence.

Torvan stood.

“Brothers and sisters, true Terrans all and yet also true Children of Luna. There are two things that we must address. The first is that this lady, Wynter Sorenson, has not (by her own admission or by any evidence that we possess) committed any crimes against Luna. We all know the danger of ‘guilt by association’. To allow her to be imprisoned is to concede that although she has committed no crimes, she should be judged due to her association with another individual.

“Secondly let me remind you all: quod est necessarium est licitum, whatever is necessary is legal. According to the admission of Lady Sorenson, her use of our water-bearer was neither voluntary nor was it for convenience. I have personally reviewed the files and I can bear witness that it required every resource of our ship to sustain her life. Is not the desperate need to preserve life itself the definition of necessity?

“Based on either perspective she should be free. Both arguments though, when combined… I believe that they require us to act.” It was well and simply spoken. After a moment’s pause, he spoke again, softly this time.
“Qui tacet consentire videtur.”

Wynter knew that phrase. It was one of her Father’s favorites. ‘Silence is consent’. He’d told her that it was what drove him to involve himself in the politics of Jove. She remembered him reciting it to himself before every event, along with the next phrase ‘ubi loqui debuit ac potuit’ (when those who are able to speak do not). The rest of the group rejoined the second phrase, much to her delight and she joined in.

Torvan turned to her in surprise. “You know the old Latin?”

“That phrase was my father’s mantra.” She said simply. “He was a scientist. He had no desire to involve himself in politics if he had not been a Founder's Son. He would rather have stayed home with me and my mother before she died. I remember hearing him recite this to himself every time there was a political event. He told me that it means ‘silence is consent’. When I was old enough to understand politics, that idea is what drove me to the palaces and halls of our leaders. I could not sit idly by and consent by silence any more than my father could before me.”