mentioned the cowboy’s hat. That was the first thing that tipped me off. And the more I thought about it, the more unlikely it seemed that you would have publicly forgiven me as you did. You laid all that honourable gentleman stuff on too bloody thick, Trent! You’re no gentleman; you’re a cad!’
‘Yes, I am. That’s why I always win.’
‘You didn’t win the last round though, did you?’
The reminder wiped the smile off Lex’s face. ‘I’ll win this one, and the one after that!’ he snapped. ‘I’ll win this Game and have everyone loving me by the end of it!’
‘I’m going to tell people what you’ve done! I’m going to tell them all about how you deliberately tricked everyone into thinking your companion was dead, just so that you could earn sympathy points! It’s a disgrace!’
‘Good luck,’ Lex replied, supremely unconcerned. ‘Like I just said, her Ladyship will have already informed the other Gods that Jesse is alive by now. If you go back and say you saw him on the ship, you’ll just be telling them what they already know. You might know the truth and I might know it, but if you try to say I was aware that Jesse’s been alive this whole time then it will be my word against yours and? trust me? I’m a much better liar than you are!’
Jeremiah glared at him, grinding his jaw but saying nothing. Lex was right. Jeremiah was already walking on eggshells where public opinion of him was concerned, whereas everyone was practically overflowing with love towards Lex. If he tried to accuse Lex of lying now, then people probably wouldn’t believe him and all he would achieve would be to have everyone hating his guts again.
Jeremiah took a deep breath and said, ‘I am going to thrash you in the second round like you have never been thrashed before.’
Lex laughed, profoundly delighted by the challenge, and said, ‘I’d really love it if you’d try.’
Jeremiah looked at Jesse and said, ‘Whatever foul scheme you’ve been party to this week? no doubt concocted by this hooligan — ’ he pointed at Lex before turning back to the cowboy? ‘you did save my sister from harm at personal risk to yourself and I am grateful to you. For what it’s worth, I really am glad you’re not dead. Now,’ he turned back to Lex, ‘give me the Dragon and I’ll be on my way.’
‘Dragon?’ Lex said blankly. ‘What Dragon?’
‘You know full well,’ Jeremiah said between gritted teeth. ‘One of the Wishing Dragons of Desareth, left to my sister by our grandfather.’
‘Oh, you mean this Dragon,’ Lex said, pulling the chain out from where it was tucked into his shirt. ‘You can whistle for it. I’ve decided to keep it.’
Hardly able to believe what he was hearing, Jeremiah said furiously, ‘That Dragon was meant for? and belongs to? the grandchild of a noble Adventurer! Not the thieving grandchild of a mere Chronicler!’
Lex could feel his face going red with genuine anger. ‘If I were you,’ he said quietly, ‘I wouldn’t ever insult my grandfather in my hearing again. You’re nothing more than a passing amusement to me right now but if you make a true enemy out of me, I promise, you’ll regret it!’
‘If you won’t hand over the Dragon, I’ll get it back from you myself!’ Jeremiah said, drawing his impressive sword and starting forwards.
Up until this point, the griffins had remained at Lex’s side, watching Jeremiah warily but not reacting to him. Drawing the sword had been his first mistake and walking forward in such a threatening manner was his second. Instantly, the griffins formed a line in front of Lex, rearing up on to their hind legs so that the sun gleamed off their razor-sharp claws, snapping their beaks and staring at Jeremiah with such a cold, vicious look in their eyes that it was not hard to believe they could rip him apart at any moment. He had no choice but to come to a dead stop in the middle of the deck.
‘I wouldn’t take one more step, if I were you,’ Lex said lazily. ‘You’re upsetting the griffins and they can be a bit… unpredictable when they’re upset. If you back away really slowly and go back over the side of the ship the way you came then they might not kill you.’
Jeremiah looked at Lex and the three distinctly savage-looking griffins standing between them and knew he had no choice. So red with anger that he looked rather like a tomato, Jeremiah slowly backed away. When he got to the edge of the deck, he paused long enough only to look back at Lex and say quietly, ‘I’ll get you for this. And I will have my sister’s Dragon back, one way or another.’
‘Dream on,’ Lex replied. ‘And take my advice? think twice before spiking someone’s drink the next time. Not everyone is just some chump who’ll take it lying down.’
With one last scowl, Jeremiah sheathed his sword and climbed over the edge of the ship. Lex walked over to the rails with the griffins and watched Jeremiah’s descent. When the nobleman was only a few rungs away from the bottom, Lex commanded the ship to rise so suddenly and so quickly that Jeremiah was shaken off the ladder altogether and fell into the cold, salty sea with a splash and a yell.
‘ Now,’ Lex said, turning away from the side with a profoundly smug smile, ‘we are even.’
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The Lost Islands could not be found on any map. This was because they never stayed in any one place for very long. They moved around constantly. No one was quite sure how many Lost Islands there were, although the general consensus seemed to be that there were probably about seven or eight. The reason they were lost was that the Gods moved them periodically. The people all knew this because the Gods had told them so. The Lost Islands were full of forbidden things? things the Gods did not want people to have, but which they didn’t want cluttering up the place, down in the Lands Beneath. So they had stashed them all on the islands. They were extremely dangerous places and, if anyone ever went looking for one and? even worse? actually found one, the Gods had warned that the consequences would be dire indeed.
It was thought that they must be something to do with knowledge, for it was Herman? the God of Knowledge, himself? who had proclaimed the existence of the Lost Islands over a hundred years ago. Lex was therefore unsurprised when Thaddeus announced that there was something called a library tree on one of the lost islands, since books and libraries certainly fitted in with Herman and knowledge.
It was just past ten o’clock at night and the three players were assembled at the edge of a dark beach with the Gods who had brought them there. Lex had no idea where they were and thought, at first, that they were on one of the Lost Islands already. Then he saw the three rowing-boats on the sand and suspected that they weren’t quite there yet.
‘Somewhere on the library tree,’ Thaddeus said, ‘is a book that’s missing one of its pages. You will each be given a duplicate page. The first player to replace the missing page in the correct book, wins.’
The players then each found a page being thrust into their hands by their respective God or Goddess.
‘Go!’ Thaddeus said.
And, with that, the three deities disappeared, leaving the players on the beach.
Jeremiah and Lorella were still clutching their pages uselessly whilst Lex was running towards the rowing- boats. He didn’t know where they were, exactly, or where the Lost Island was in relation to them, but he knew the rowing-boats had to be there for a reason. Without even looking at it, Lex thrust the page into his pocket, grabbed the side of the boat and started hauling it down the beach towards the water. A second later, Jesse was helping him and soon the little boat was bobbing on the dark sea with them inside it.
The moon came out from behind a cloud and suddenly Lex could glimpse land ahead. It wasn’t far away. Probably no more than a twenty-minute trip if they rowed fast. Clearly, the Gods did not intend the actual finding of the island to be the difficult part and so had started them off quite close to it.
Lex and Jesse rowed as fast as they could. The other players were in their boats by now and Lex could hear the splash of oars behind him. Their boat would be moving the fastest, for it had both Jesse and Lex to row it. Lorella would have to row by herself, as her little sprite certainly wouldn’t be able to help, and the same was true for Jeremiah.
Lex’s initial plan was to row the boat all the way around the island, rather than pulling up on to the beach. That way he could try to spot the library tree from the water. He didn’t know what a library tree was but he hoped
