The Tides of Kregen

Chapter twenty-1

Chapter twenty

The Dam of Days“Why do you call yourself Dak, when our records show your name to be Dray Prescot?”

Akhram looked up at me with his wise gaze frank and open. We sat in his study with all the old familiar paraphernalia of ephemeris, globe, table and dividers spread around. Here I had talked for many burs one time with his predecessor, the old Akhram. I had been invited to join the Todalpheme and had rejected the offer, hungering for my Delia.

I said: “There have been many events in my life since last I passed this way. The name of Dray Prescot is well known on the inner sea... well...” Here I paused, thinking I boasted. To correct that impression, I said: “I am a hunted man from one side and, if the other side knew I still lived and was here, I would be the target for insta