ONE HUNDRED FOURTEEN: The Chainer, coda

ONE HUNDRED FOURTEEN: The Chainer, coda

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Lute lay on the sofaa distressed leather chesterfield Alden Thorn had been very easily talked into buying during their dorm decoration shopping spreeand stared up at the copper-painted antler light fixture.

If I were rewriting the story of my life, he thought, would I affix Shaper of Water right there in the hallway at school?

Haoyu was telling Alden animatedly about all the traditions surrounding the graduation pins. He was of the opinion that shock from the eighth grade student body had rendered Lutes reveal day less joyful than it should have been. Lute hadnt minded at the time. It had felt right to him, even if the congratulations from his peers had been more confused and subdued than they would have been for most people.

The day had been an ending and a beginning. He hadnt been in the frame of mind to want more from it than that.

Everything that happened next, said Lute, makes me sound so dumb. I dont know how to say it without making you both think Im pitiful.

Maybe if he just stuck to the facts. Ruthlessly.

I went to see Cyril right after school. The word had been spreading through my mothers side of the family for a few hours, but nobody had called him. Im sure they wouldnt have anyway, but just in case, I had texted Jessica when I realized the news was out, telling her I wanted to talk to him myself. It was hard.

Dad, it doesnt have to change anything. Please. I dont want it to.

I need some time to think, Lute. Thank you for telling me. Thank you. Why dont you stay with your mom tonight?

Hes still taking some time to think, said Lute, about whether or not he wants to be my father. Its been a year and a half. I suppose hell get around to deciding one of these days.

The apartment had gone quiet. I hope Im not traumatizing Haoyu. His parents seem so functional and loving. AndshitAldens died horribly so I guess I should be careful not to whine about mine too much.

Id been getting interface calls from every Velra ever spawned since noon, he continued. If I was the System, Id have teleported Hazels parents and Corin to the bottom of some oceanic trench. They must have been standing around chanting, Call Lute! Text Lute! Call Lute!

I blocked them. They couldnt believe I would do such a thing. Apparently weve got a Velra rule about not blocking each other because What if theres a family emergency!?

Roman had texted him right as school was letting out. If they give it to you, make her pay.

Grandma or Hazel?

Yes.

The talk with Dad really messed me up. I was so mad.

Not mad. He didnt know why hed lie about the emotion. Mad was what he was about it now. At the time, hed been scared.

Hed stood in the elevator of Cyrils building, going up and down whenever someone boarded the car, wondering if hed just lost his dad forever and trying to figure out if it was the parentage or the fact that hed gotten something Cyril had always wanted for himself. Or did I say something wrong when I was telling him? Maybe different words

When I finally left, it was ridiculous. Hugh, Cady, and Corin were parked outside in the Bentley. Romans dad was there glaring at them from his motorcycle. Miyo and a couple of the other cousins were standing on the sidewalk. The neighborhood watcher for that area was an Adjuster, and she was making herself obvious, standing out in front of the library with a look on her face that said she was ready to turn some Velras inside out if they started anything.

As soon as I stepped outside, they stampeded me. They were all like, What wonderful news! You might not know this, but I told the maid to change your diaper once when you were six months old and that makes us incredibly close. Now do exactly as I say.

Jessica was ahead of them, though. Shed sent a driver to take me to the helicopter. Hugh tried to get in the car with me, and I told him to go about his business. Politely.

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Grab my arm one more time and Ill scream for help, Lute said as he swatted at Hazels father with one hand and tried to close the car door on him with the other.

Now listen to me, young man!

No! I wont listen to you. You freaking lunatics drove all the way here from Apex to jump me! Dont you put your hand in this car!

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Help! Lute bellowed, so loudly that the driver swore. Im trying to leave, and this man wont let me! Hes not my guardian! I barely know him.

Hughs feet shot out from under him. Cady, whod been about to get into the backseat of the car from the other side, shrieked as her husband was lifted by the ankles into the air. He dangled there, flapping his arms and babbling excuses while the Adjuster charged with keeping the neighborhood family friendly stalked over. She was pushing up the sleeves of her gray uniform, and she looked deeply annoyed.

Lute went still in his seat. Corin was straightening his tie, like the watcher was going to take him more seriously if he did that. Romans dad was cackling next to the fire hydrant. Half of the cousins looked startled, and the other half looked delighted.

Are you all having some kind of trouble? she asked in Mandarin. She directed the question to Lute, probably because she knew he lived here sometimes. He had seen her in the area occasionally.

My mother called this car for me. Only for me. These people are trying to get in it with me when theyre not supposed to, Lute said in the same language.

Were his family! Corin said quickly in English. Its not like were strangers.

Thats right! Hugh was still dangling in the air. Were just trying to help him. Hes

A moment away from being an Avowed, said the Adjuster, crossing her arms over her chest. Hes flashing a name tag andtheres a non-Avowed notice, which means hes recently been selected. Congratulations, by the way.

Thanks, said Lute.

Why do you all seem to think someone whos about to make some of the biggest decisions of his life needs your help for a little car trip? she said, leaning down to look at Hugh with a menacing expression. Hmmm?

She made a humming sound and gestured, and Hugh was flipped onto his feet again. The damage was done. People were watching curiously through apartment windows.

Cady pulled up the collar of her coat like that might hide her from view.

Buckle your seatbelt, the watcher said to Lute. Have a nice afternoon.

I could be an Adjuster, thought Lute as the car drove away. I wonder what types of spells she has? It could be binding spells, and that one just happens to lift the target off the ground. It didnt look like she messed with gravity.

There were so many different methods that wonderful lady could be using to punish his family. She was probably just giving them a talking to, but Lute liked imagining them all hanging upside down.

The happy thought was short-lived.

Dad

If I just give him time, itll be all right. Wont it? Obviously he didnt suspect at all. And hes upset. Its a lot.

Lute hoped it wasnt too much.

What if Moms just as upset?

She had texted him several times, but it was all very business mode. Yes, you can go see your father. Im getting the helicopter arranged. There will be a car for you. Dont make any sudden decisions. Come straight to me. Are you all right at school?

What if neither one of them want a son whos different from them in this way? How would I feel if one of them suddenly became Avowed?

He rested his head against the window. The answer came to him immediatelyLike theyd left me behind. Like theyd gone to join the rest of Anesidora.

Lonely.

Was his mother feeling like that right now? Would she look at him differently when he walked through the door?

If neither one of them want me like this, I think it might kill me.

Car to helicopter. Helicopter to Narcissus House. A bit absurd just to shave minutes off the travel time, but at least Chainers couldnt fly. If they could, theyd be up here trying to drag him out of the helicopter.

Hazels family really did want me to affix before Grandma got back from the Triplanets. Theyre worried about her position more than theyve been letting on.

And Romans dad had been there to tell him not to affix until Aulia got back.

None of them had even asked him what class he actually wanted. Corin had just started shouting the names of things he could get his hands on very quickly.

Lute watched the city and the sea pass by below him.

He kept checking his cell phone and his interface for messages, hoping to see one from Cyril that said not to worry. Or a single emoji would be enough. Not even a heart, just a thumbs up. A wink.

The helicopter landed, and Lute headed toward the back of the house with his coat over his arm and a feeling close to terror making his stomach roil.

Mom will be okay with it. She will. Shell have advice, and shell help me figure all of this out. Shes probably working in Grandmas office right now. Ill go see her, and tell her every

The sliding door that led from the sunroom to the outdoor kitchen opened, and Jessica Velra stood there. She was wearing the dark green sweater Lute had bought her for Mothers Day and a pair of jeans. She had on the ugly slide sandals she loved but only wore when they were unlikely to have guests. Her white blonde hair hung down in a side braid.

Shed been crying. She was still crying. The mascara she used to darken her lashes sometimes had run. Her cheeks were wet.

Lute stood still, more afraid than ever before in his life.

Mom, no. Please dont. Its all right.

He meant to say the words out loud, but he didnt.

Then she was running toward him, her arms outstretched, and Lute couldnt even drop the coat before she was embracing him.

Mom, what?

He stumbled. Before he knew it, his butt was on the grass, and Jessica was on the ground right beside him, still hugging the life out of him.

Look at you, she sobbed in his ear. Look at you, baby. Youre an Avowed! Im so happy.

You are? Lute asked. Really?

Youre beautiful, she said, leaning back and cupping his cheek with a hand. Youve always been so beautiful. Things have been hard for you. Its my fault. Im sorry. I was afraid theyd be hard forever, but they wont now. Lute, youre going to be all right.

What? Mom, Ive been fine.

I was selfish for wanting you so much. She stole his pocket square and wiped at her face with it. Are you all right? Are you hurt?

From falling in the grass?

She chuckled. I know. Im being silly. Ive seen Selection happen to how many other people? But now its you and the first thing I thought was, I hope the Contract is careful with him! I hope it didnt scare him!

It scared the shistuffing out of me.

It did?

I didnt even believe it was happening until an hour later.

She stood and pulled him onto his feet.

Mom, youre really happy?

The terror was fading. Relief was replacing it.

She smiled and reached for his hand. Lute Velra, this is the happiest Ive been since the day you were born. Im proud of you.

But I didnt do anything.

Despite how some people seemed to feel, being an Avowed wasnt something you earned. Still, he couldnt help returning her smile.

Come on! she said. Come with me. We need to talk before your grandmother gets home!

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Jessicas joy at Lutes selection was infectious. He hadnt once had a similar emotion about it himself, and after a week of feeling every way but pleased, he gave himself permission to relax a little.

Okay, okay! he said, brushing the crumbs from a brownie off his shirt and leaning toward her just as eagerly as she was leaning toward him. They were sitting in a pair of pink velvet armchairs inside the expansive walk-in dressing room that connected her bedroom to Aulias, and theyd set the panic protocols just so that they wouldnt be able to hear relatives knocking.

Lute was enjoying imagining some of the particularly toxic ones out there, throwing themselves stupidly at the walls of what was effectively a bomb shelter again and again. Like zombies.

So the first person other than Kon sees my pin, and they say something to their friend, and then it goes all through the hall. And it gets quiet except for a couple of older students who are like, Hey! Awesome! An eighth graders wearing a pin! And theyre all trying to figure out if I really got selected or its some kind of stunt, and then Mrs. Sharma comes down the hall juggling all her bags and a pile of supplies. She just stops and stares at me for ages, and she doesnt notice her mug is tilted in her hand and shes dripping that Artonan flower tea she likes all over the floor.

Finally she realizes her foot is getting wet, and she snaps out of it and she just drops everything shes carrying on Declan without even askinglike hes a catch-all table!and she hurries over to make sure that Im not doing anything stupid. She seemed to think I might have gotten overwhelmed and started affixing right there by the lockers.

He shook his head. I wasnt a great student when it came to the Avowed stuff, but Im not that ignorant.

Hed been a quarter of a second away from becoming a Wright out of curiosity, but did that need mentioning?

So then they all knew it was real! And this gossip wave hit the school, andit was weird but fun. People kept staring at me like I had become a completely different person overnight.

His mother was beaming. Her hands were clasped over her heart.

I wanted this for you, said said in an emotional voice. All your life, I wanted you not to have to go through what I did. I wanted you to have everything, but I couldnt be sure.

You werent sureof what? Lute asked cautiously. He didnt know if wanted the answer.

But she still loved him. They were still a team, hiding out here in this giant closet from all the other Velras. Nothing else could matter as much as that.

I wasnt sure if youd be Avowed or not. Jessica reached for his knee and squeezed it. Growing up assuming I wasall that endless training and preparing, and thenit was gone. I hated myself. I hated myself for years. I couldnt let it happen to you. If you didnt know, you couldnt be hurt like that. If you didnt know, and something wonderful happened, it could only be a blessing for you.

Lutes chest felt tight. So it was a lie then. She thought maybe I could bebut she told me never. My whole life was built on that lie.

Her face was a mess from the crying.

She thought she would be Avowed. Aulia designed her to be one. Trained her. Told her she would be strong.

And then she wasnt.

Then she was the assistant.

Lute knew these things about his mother. But in his eyes, she was somehow above them. It had never occurred to him until this second that she might be thinking about his life and future this way.

I thought we were the same. Me, her, and Dad. But thats not right. They grew uplike everyone else I know. Like Avowed.

Not like me.

You understand, dont you? Jessica said in a rush. Youre old enough to know. I couldnt raise you like the rest of them. I couldnt let you live that way, training for a future that might not happen. I wanted you to have everything I didnt. School, hobbies, a childhood, no fear at all about disappointing meyou could never disappoint meand then, maybe, it would come to you like this. As a gift. And I never imaginedS. Baby, youre going to be an S-rank! For the rest of your life, nobody can take that from you.

Oh, said Lute, still feeling like someone had stolen the last few crumbs of solid ground out from beneath him. Mom, I know you love me, but this is

A lie. Wrong. I dont know what the right thing would have been since you only thought I might be an Avowed, but you got it wrong. The whole world hurt me every day because of your lie.

But she was so relieved. Shed been crying all afternoonbecause she wasnt afraid for him anymore. He couldnt say something that harsh.

I really wanted to be the best harpist in the world, he said softly. I was proud of that. I wanted that.

You made me want that.

You can be that, cant you? Jessica said, beaming at him. You can be that and so much more now.

Lutes phone, on the little table beside the plate of brownies, buzzed and he snatched it.

Dad?

It wasnt. Of course. Somehow Miyo had gotten hold of his phone number, and she wanted to know what he was about to do.

Theyre so wrapped up in themselves they cant even imagine I might not care about Chainer, Lute said. They assume everyone is just as obsessed with the class as they are.

Jessica took a deep breath. Dont get your hopes up, but Grandma might consider giving it to you. She wants to put the most powerful family member possible in front of the Artonans, and Hazel

Lute snorted. It doesnt matter if shes considering me or not. He was still staring at his text messages, willing a new one to appear. I made a list. Chainers not that high on it. I know there are some positive things about it, but the fact that its held mostly by people I hate shoves it way down in the rankings.

Lute, you dont hate your grandmother.

He considered that. I think its really close to hate, he said. Whats hate, but with less passion? Hate but in a way thats less, I want you to die, and more, I want to never see or think about you again? Because thats the feeling.

A fair feeling, he thought, considering how she treated them.

Jessica blinked.

I traded into Shaper of Water, Lute said. Mom, I wanted to talk to you about Rabbit and Adjuster and see if we could to swap to one of those without Corins help? Or with it. He seems extremely eager to help. Im not sure I want to. Im not ready to make the decision. I think I need a professional class and career counselor. A lot of my classmates have them.

Shaper? Jessica said. S-rank Shaper? I know you used to admire them, but

I know, I know, Lute said quickly. Its probably not the perfect thing. I just need time to figure it out. If you get good with it at S, you dont really know what youll be summoned for or how often. And I assume Ill want to be talented with whatever class I have? But theres something about it. Even holding it feels better than Wright did.

Dont affix until weve figured this out together! Jessica said quickly. I think you might change your mind. Even if you take Chainer its not like you have to stay around the family members you dont like. Your grandmother would expect you to drop out of school and study under her, but

No.

But you wouldnt have to, she continued. You can still go to school wherever you want. You can play your harp. Dont make any hasty decisions.

Im not going to. Lute reached for another brownie. But theres nothing Grandma can say that will convince me to take Chainer.

His mom blinked again. Her smile turned a little strained. I know I never encouraged you to like wordchains. In fact, I discouraged you from it because I didnt want anyone to take too much of an interest if you seemed good at them. But they are useful. And the safetyLute, its a class that will never have to worry aboutabout being sacrificed in some awful foreign battle or

But theres Rabbit, Mom.

Chainer can make you as much money as Rabbit, if thats what youre worried about.

No, said Lute. He paused. I hope she does want to give it to me. So I can tell her I dont even care about her special, mysterious class. I guess maybe she could convince me to take it if she gave me Librano not even then. Maybe if she gave me the Healer.

He was being a touch dramatic. Hed heard someone say once that Libra, with all of its magical modifications and comforts, was worth more than everything else Aulia owned combined.

The Healer? Jessica said. What do you?

The rejuvenation person. Lute couldnt stop the anger from slipping into his voice. The one shes got the deal with. Him. Ill take him, and she can give me any class at all.

Lute, its important to think seriously about this kind of thing. I know the family hasnt been friendly to you. In general. But you cant throw the rest of your future away just to spite them.

Lute swallowed his last bite. I am being serious. Mom, I know we dont talk about it, but youre not even on the rejuve list. Youre not important enough for that? Youre not important enough, but Keiko is? Ive met her twice! She doesnt even like the family. And Cady? Cady gets to stay young, and she and Hugh are the ones whowho

Who talk about you like that in front of Hazel. Who tell her that you pick up garbage for the other members of the family.

They were trying to climb in the car with me when I left Dads! he said instead. I had to yell for the watcher on duty to get them to leave me alone, like a kid in a public safety video!

Jessicas expression had gone blank.

Lute gripped the velvet arms of the chair. We deserve better. You deserve better. I dont know if Im going to like being Avowed. I cant imagine it. Its like someone elses life has landed on me and squashed my plans into dust. But even if I hate having the System in my head, even if I cant ever leave this tiny little trap of a country, the one good thing is that there are more Healers here. And as an S-rank I can eventually get money with our without Aulias help. By the time Im out of school, I can get some kind of job. And Im going to make sure I dont have to come to dinner here in the mansion a hundred years from now and look at Grandmas face and wonder why she gets to be here when you and Dad arent.

Hed used up all the oxygen in his lungs on that little speech. He drew in a breath.

I didnt know you were worried about that kind of thing, Jessica said in a strange voice. Not at your age.

Youre my mom, Lute said. And Dads myhes Dad.

She folded her hands over her lap.

All right, she said after a minute. She cleared her throat and switched to her all-business. Well talk this all through before you have to make a decision. When both of us are just a little calmer. When your grandmother gets back home with Hazel.

Lute slumped in his seat and sighed. Its been a long day.

It sounds like it. Did Hugh really?

He did. Like a crazy man. Lute shook his head. And Cady was coming with him! What were they going to do? Beat me up in the back of the car and force me to affix right then and there?

Jessica frowned. She tapped a polished nail against the side table. I think well have a party tonight.

What? Lute said.

The whole family. Even the more distant relations. Maybe some friends as well. Lydia.

Lydia? It took Lute a second to place the name, and when he did, he was surprised. Orpheuss mother?

Hughs ex-wife. The S-rank Strength Brute he had divorced for Cady.

Yes, I dont think Hazels parents will have any time to bother you tonight with her around.

Do I have to go to this party? Lute asked.

You do, his mother said. The point is to surround ourselves with people in order to prevent incidents. Until your grandmother gets back from the TC and reminds everyone of their duties to the family. It should be late tonight. Besides, who else would the party be for on this particular night?

Me?

Well, yes, said Jessica. There was a glint in her eye that Lute had never seen before. I seem to remember making you attend two Coming of Age parties for one of your cousins. Wouldnt you like to have one of your own?

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Did you have horses at your party? Alden interrupted, grinning.

Horses? Haoyu asked.

They were both sitting on the rug now. Alden was petting it. Lute didnt think he realized he was doing it.

Do you seriously think I had horses running in circles around the mansion just to remind Hazel of her bizarre taste in party entertainment?

Did you?

No! It was very last minute. And honestly it wasnt fun. I was tired and stressed, and people I didnt like were flooding me with handshakes, advice, and demands. They were all so fake He shook his head. Jessica asked me what kind of party I wanted, and I had no idea. I was like, A fourteen and a half birthday cake? Music. Some candles maybe. Dad to come.

He grunted. Not that I actually said that last part out loud. Moms good at putting on events, though. Sometimes Aulias just in the mood for one, so she throws something together. She had an Adjuster come and blast the lawn with spells so it felt like summer, and there were food trucks parked all over the place. Street musicians took turns playing from one of the balconies. Nobody beat me up or Swayed me into affixing, so I guess it worked.

We should throw you another one, said Haoyu, watching with interest as Alden stroked the fluffy rug. So you can actually enjoy it. Coming of Age parties are supposed to be fun for the person having them.

Im going to be sixteen in January.

So?

Im too old. I dont want one.

I want a birthday party, Alden said. Ive just decided. Im having one. My last one was memorable, but I would like to make the next one more run-of-the-mill.

What did you do for your last one? Haoyu gave the rug an experimental pet of his own.

I picked all the vegetables I was sure werent poisonous from the greenhouse at the lab, and I made something that looked like seven-layer dip out of them. Then I put on a Hawaiian shirt and ate it on the roof with Kibby. I taught her about candles and she enhanced the tradition. Everyone gets to take turns blowing them out.

Lute exchanged a look with Haoyu.

That soundspeaceful? Lute suggested.

I thought I did a pretty good job. I sang. We looked out at the corrupted grasslands of Thegund and talked about whether or not the lab lights would last through the long night. I did some parkour.

You guys both need normal birthdays bad, Haoyu murmured.

I didnt sing at mine, said Lute. But I did play a song.

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Lute Velra had a little voice in his head that told him to be careful about revenge.

He didnt feel great about how it had gone last time. A couple of people had cried.

He stared really hard at an accordion player and ate onion rings out of a paper cone. He was hoping the mix of his apparently intense focus on the musician, his smelly breath, and the fact that hed hidden his name tag and put on a ball cap would protect him from his relatives for at least a few minutes.

This party was full of some of the most blistering family interactions and vitriolic backbiting hed ever seen or heard. None of it directed at him, of course. Goodness no!

Everyone was his friend tonight.

The Roman supporters were spoiling for a re-match, and they would take up Lutes banner whether he had agreed to have a banner or not! And the Hazel supporters were losing ground, but they still kept finding time to swing by and let him know that Chainer was just the worst. Really. Hed had no preparation. If Aulia decided to offer it to himnot that she would ever do such a thing!he was going to struggle and find it so terribly dull and didnt he want to take another class?

Any other one? They would go kidnap some innocent fifteen-year-old for him and deliver them tied up like a present if he wanted.

Grandma and Hazel are going to come home to this.

I dont think she has tears inside her. She probably weeps acid. But stillI think I should have said no to this lunacy. We could have hidden out with someone trustworthy. Mom was just mad about them trying to strongarm me.

Then his phone rang. He started to reach for his pocket, then he stopped.

System, can you send that to my interface?

He had to start learning the features.

A familiar face appeared, floating in a circular window at the top center of his field of vision.

Hazels brown hair was braided into a crown. She was wearing a black dress with a white collar and cuffs. She was standing in a toilet stall at the TC.

Lute recognized the tile work on the wall behind her because hed recently blown his nose in front of it for a while.

Lute, hello, she said. She sounded very professional, like this call was a meeting theyd scheduled ages ago. Congratulations! My phone is full of news about whats happened. This is wonderful. Grandma and I are so excited for you.

Thank you, Lute said in an equally professional voice. Hed had a couple of hours worth of practice thanking people when he didnt mean it tonight. He was all warmed up.

I hear youve got Shaper of Water. Thats a wonderful class. Youve always likedswimming.

Little fumble there.

Thank you, Lute said again.

I was thinkingthis is so crazy, said Hazel. She licked her lips. At work today, there was a woman who reminded me of Aunt Jessica

Are you really going there?

No! Hazel said quickly. Listen, this is important. There was a woman who reminded me of Aunt Jessicabecause of her personality. She was having a hard day today actually, and I helped her come to terms with it. I do that sometimes when Im visiting our friends there. Im sorry I cant tell you more. But I wanted you to know, she reminded me of your mother and you, and I thoughtits terrible that I never apologized to you. I shouldnt have said those things to you

Which time? Lute interrupted.

What?

Which things are you apologizing for saying?

Say them aloud to me right now. Any of them. Any one of the thousand things. I dare you.

you know, you were right when you yelled at me at my little Ascot party. I was so immature. I should have apologized, but instead I said what I did. I dont think of you and Aunt Jessica that way. I never have. I was just upset and confused.

A toilet flushed in one of the neighboring stalls.

Thank you, Hazel, said Lute. For apologizing like this. See you when you get home.

The helicopter should be there at the TC waiting on them now.

Whatll it be? Half an hour maybe if theyre slow. Thats enough time.

He hung up. He found his mother laughing behind a food truck with Orpheuss mother, Lydia. Hughs ex-wife was a brunette with a very noticeable hourglass figure. Lute knew at once that hed never seen her around the house before because he would have remembered her. She was striking. Magnetic in a way that made him think high Appeal, though that wasnt necessarily the case.

If he remembered correctly, Lydia was a Strength Brute. One whod gone through one of the Apex leveling programsso shed wanted to be a superhero or something like it at one point.

Cady was also extremely curvy and brunette. Lute wondered if Hugh had a type.

Mom, Im going to be in the formal living room for a while. Ill take Aimi with me. She was around here somewhere, taste-testing the food.Grandma and Hazel are back.

I know. Your grandmother texted. She checked one of her smart watches. Is currently texting, in fact.

Ill be in there when they get back to the house.

You arent enjoying the party?

Theres a song I want to play. I need to warm up.

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Lute left Aimi to enjoy a tray full of fried food and skewered meat while she guarded the door to the living room.

He practiced the song until he was sure of every note, and then he kept playing, trying to breathe some life into it. It had been a while.

He didnt have long to wait.

When Aulia swept in with a delighted smile on her face and Hazel scuttled in after her with a strained one on hers, the room was dark. The only light came from the windows and from the lamp over the sheet music.

Hello, Hazel, said Lute from his seat at the piano. He didnt look away from the music. Do you remember the name of this song?

The name tag floating over his shoulder said, Lute - The Least of the Velras.

He doubted his grandmother even remembered saying it, but the idea would still come across.

This is Gymnopdie 1, said Lute, his fingers delicate on the keys. Its my mothers favorite song. Its almost painfully beautiful. And every time I play itI have to think of tissues in trash cans. Thank you for that.

He finally looked up at her. His fingers kept moving.

Dont worry about the Ascot party. It was so long ago. You were only fourteen. He paused. Oh. Wait. Thats the same age I am now.

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Small, wet feet slapping on the decking as Lute chased after a beachball. A bare adult foot stopping it for him. An anklet covered in sparkling charms that made him pause for a curious examination.

And a fragment of the anklet-wearers conversation with another family member, overheard but filed away in the back of his mind. A grown-up artifact on a day filled with more interesting things for a young child to think about.

Everyone thinks Aulias attempts to find signs and omens within magical occurrences is a weakness, the one crack in an otherwise indomitable nature. Theyre wrong.

A gasp. Aunt Hikari! You dont really believe in it, too, do

It doesnt matter, said Hikari. Thats what nobody seems to understand. It doesnt matter if such signs exist. It doesnt matter if Aulia reads them correctly. She thinks they do and that it is possible to interpret them, and that frees her from one of the bonds that hold most of us back.

I dont understand.

Fear. And the inertia it breeds. She nudged the ball toward Lute. Once Aulia is sure magic is pointing her down a path, she takes it. Her own certainty in the supernatural provenance of her course reduces the obstacles in her way. So she tends to arrive at her destination when by all rights she shouldnt.

Stubby fingers wrapped themselves around damp vinyl. Lute stood and turned back toward his pool.

There arent many people strong enough to halt the momentum of someone who believes she has deciphered the voice of her god.

******

Aulia Velra stood smiling beside the piano bench, her hair shining a deep honey color in the lamplight as Lute finished the song.

Lute, my dove, she said. Arent you spectacular tonight! I didnt realize youd kept up with the piano at all. I thought you and Angela were more of an exclusive couple.

Startled, he looked at her.

She knows the name of my harp? He was sure hed said it in front of her a few times. But he would have bet the price of Angela that she wouldnt have bothered to remember.

The name tag that said Least of the Velras was floating beside his head for a reason.

I havent really kept up with it, he said. Its just not that hard to go back to a song you used to spend so much time on.

Mmm, Aulia said. Congratulations. I am truly overjoyed to learn that all my heartache over your future was wasted.

I dont believe for one second that your heart ached for me.

She touched his cheek. This close, she smelled faintly of jasmine.

I know you dont, she said. Thats my fault, isnt it? Ive been gifted with more talented young grandchildren than I can keep up with. That doesnt mean I dont love every last one of you. But sometimes I turn around and realize youve gotten so big in the last few blinks, and I wasnt paying attention.

She sounds sincere. How unsettling.

Grandma, said Hazel, youre not going to

Aulias eyes didnt leave Lutes face.

Hazel, sweetheart. I know the difficulties youve been facing. And you should know, your position in my heart and in this family could never be in jeopardy. You may be the most uniquely gifted person on all of Anesidora. You will be a Chainer.

Hazel straightened. There was just a hint of smugness tinging the relief on her face.

Lets go for a little trip, said Aulia. Just the three of us. Ill drive.

In the ensuing moment of silence, the noise from the party filtered into the room.

You can drive? Hazel and Lute both said at exactly the same time.

They frowned at each other.

Good grief, you two, said Aulia, flipping her hair over her shoulder. Im the reason Anesidorans drive on the righthand side. Just because I havent done it in a while doesnt mean Ive forgotten how.

Buthow long has it been? Lute asked. He had never seen his grandmother operate a vehicle.

I got my license renewed fifteen or so years ago. So it was just the other day! Well take the Bentley.

She drove them to the apartment. It was a quiet trip except for one of the local news streams playing through the cars speakers. They were talking about upgrades that had recently When Aulia pulled up to the building and passed the keys off to a valet, she raised an eyebrow at the two of them.

Good job, said Lute. We are alive.

Grandma, can you teach me how to drive? Hazel asked.

Corin can teach you, said Lute. I know, because he drove your parents over to my dads place today so that they could all accost me.

She glared at him. Your da

Im not interested in hearing the two of you bicker, Aulia said, making the tossing gesture at the buildings doorman that she used to automatically send argold tips through the System. Youre family. Act like it.

Should I start speaking a language Hazel cant understand? That would be very familial, as far as this family goes.

When they reached the penthouse, it was empty. Aulias residences were rarely empty. There was always some family member enjoying the luxuries. Maybe everyone was just back at the party, but Lute thought it was more likely shed called ahead and cleared the place out.

She led the way into the apartment, kicking off her shoes and dropping the Artonan-style widesleeved coat shed been wearing on the foot of a chaise lounge. The lights, operated by a command from her interface, came on then dimmed. And the giant windows framing two sides of the apartments main living area turned opaque, blocking the view of the skyline.

Sit wherever you like, Aulia said, tying her hair back with a ponytail holder shed pulled from her pants pocket. Blue tattoos peeked out of the sleeveless cream-colored top she was wearingthe back of the shoulder, her chest, her waist.

Having seen her in a swimsuit, Lute knew the geometric patterns interlocked, making a network over the left side of her torso. The newer ones were smaller than the older ones, but just as intricate.

One for every Velra who wore one of their own.

Lets have a little tutoring session, said Aulia. A special one. Were going to learn a wordchain together. The names nice. >.

Hazel perched herself on the center of the sofa.

> she said in Artonan. >

An old one, said Aulia. So old its decrepit, you might say.

Hazel drew in a breath. But if its like thatit wontand wont we get in troub?

I know what Im doing, Aulia replied. And why would we get in trouble? If one of you forges half of the chain, I will make sure the other half is forged to meet you. Its simple. Lets see if we cant wake it up.

I havent agreed to this, Lute said. I dont understand what youre talking about, and I dont really do wordchains.

Ha! said Hazel in a vindicated tone, as if hed just confessed to eating boogers instead of not fooling around with the family hobby.

And what does this one even do? Maybe I dont want to see a thousand instants.

Sometime later, he was facedown on the table. Pleasant-smelling smoke kept wafting unerringly toward his nostrils from the incense burning all around them.

Lute was in an odd mental space. Spells had been involved and the tea, and he was simultaneously very relaxed and very focused. He was barely aware of the lines of paint Rekiss-tha was putting on his back with a delicate brush. But he was extremely aware of the words she was saying. It was as though every one of them had meanings so powerful they could obliterate everything else in their path.

>

He was aware he was learning a whole lot about Chainer through this process. But at the same time, he couldnt care about a such a trivial thing. What mattered was each word. Understanding it. Thinking about whether he agreed with it or not.

At one point, Rekiss-tha patted Lute on the shoulder. A ringing tone that had filled the roomwhen had that started?suddenly stopped, and she said, >

A long pause.

> Aulia said in a dreamy voice.

> said the tattooist. >

>

>

Whats wrong? Lute mumbled.

> said Rekiss-tha, patting his shoulder again. barely, but your minds will not be one. You are against one another again and again.>>

> Aulia said, still distant. >

Rekiss-tha grunted. > she said. >

Then the tone came back to the room, and Lute was focusing on the words again.

What could have been hours later, he gradually came to his senses enough to realize that he was sitting in a comfy chair holding a cup of wevvi and nodding politely at one of the assistants. She was asking him if he remembered everything hed agreed to.

Yes, he said. Its all right here in my head.

At the front of his mind in fact. Like the information had been written there very recently in a bold hand.

I remember arguing with my grandmother about some of the lines, even. But it also feels like it didnt really happen.

>

She asked him a few more questions that seemed designed to check that he was recovering from his altered state properly, then left him alone in the side room with his cup of wevvi. Lute ran through the terms of the family contract in his head while he sipped his drink.

This would be better with cocoa powder in it. Wow, Grandma takes micromanaging to an embarrassing level. All of these little details are just stupid. Never tell anyone about this family members skill. You can tell everyone about this. Keep these thirty-eight specific facts about your work secret.

He didnt have his hands on the class yet, but this sounded like it all added up to Aulia sowing confusion about how their powers worked so that people thought she was more special than she really was. And to hide some weaknesses from her enemies. For example, the Glossthe big trump card that Lute was now obligated to allow her to cast on him, with certain conditions

******

******

What about the Gloss? Haoyu asked.

Ass tatt.

Awwww

******

******

the big trump card that Lute was now obligated to allow her to cast on him, with certain conditionshad to be paid for in full.

Everyone knew one of the main benefits of being a Chainer was that you got more than you paid for and you could selectively reduce the cost of wordchain halves. But Lute had just agreed to keep a lot of secrets about how Chainer debt repayment worked in general, so there was something uncool going on somewhere. And hed specifically agreed never to let anyone know that certain wordchains, including the Gloss, could not be attenuated or repaid by other parties.

Aulias signature wordchain had mythic status on Anesidora. If you could summon up good luck for yourself and your family and never receive as much bad luck in return, then you had a guaranteed win button. If you just kept pressing it, youd eventually pull ahead of everyone else, and the only reason Aulia didnt do that was because she was a respectable council member who didnt want to risk causing nationwide havoc for her own gain.

Well thats a lot of crap, thought Lute. The reason she doesnt do that is obviously because theres no point! Theres no benefit if you have to pay it all back! Why on Earth would she ever use it?

Aulia breezed into the room, her wooden hoop earrings swinging. Youre back to yourself, I see! Excellent. I was just telling some people about you. They cant wait to meet you. But theyll have to Im afraid. We have an appointment to get you your new class.

Shes chipper.

Hey, he said. Do Chainers only work for this Palace of Unbreaking? Because one of the terms in the contract

Thats right! Aulia said. Hop up. Well be exiting from the same spot we arrived in.

She held out a hand as if she were going to pull him out of the chair and onto his feet. Lute ignored it and stood on his own.

We dont ever get summoned by anyone else? Ever?

Hardly ever, said Aulia, The Palace has exclusive summoning rights for Chainers. They can loan us out, but they rarely see fit to do that.

Lute peered at her. Is that a good thing?

It didnt sound like the worst thing, depending on how nice the palace people were, but the family had been quite tight-lipped about it. Lute had thought that they all worked for the same place, but he hadnt been aware that they could only work for that place.

It has its pros and its cons, Aulia said, her smile turning forced. When I was a little older than you and had my first magical adventureI admit, I was somewhat distressed to find that I wouldnt have access to the entirety of the Triplanets. But what Avowed does?

Accessthought Lute as they rode the cart across the parking lot where nobody parked.

Dont you have friends all over the Triplanets? Lute said. Everyone says you

The Palace exists in multiple locations on all three Artonas, Aulia replied. And there are a few on other worlds. Plus there are plenty of other ways to make connections.

Yesbut thats definitely not the impression most people have about you.

As I said, there are pros and cons. For example, the Palace doesnt summon other classes of Avowed. Feel free to tell people that as long as you adhere to the family guidelines about making it sound the proper way.

Why do we have guidelines about how things sound? Its weird.

What people think is the truth is often more powerful than the actual truth, Aulia said in a tone that seemed designed to convey wisdom.

That sounds bogus, thought Lute. That sounds like the kind of thing you say because the actual truth is that Chainers are isolated from the rest of the Triplanets and we only get to work with one specific group of Artonans. Who own buildings that look like sports stadiums.

Why is it good that they dont summon other Avowed? he asked.

Because theres power to be had here, dear, said Aulia. Why would we want to share it?

******

When they arrived back home, it was mid-morning. Jessica was waiting in Aulias office with a dark-haired boy in a dress shirt. He leaped to his feet as soon as Aulia entered and said, Counselor Velra! excitedly.

Yes, youve won the lottery, havent you? Aulia said. Thank you for holding the class for us for the past few months. The funds have all been transferred? Good. Jessica, give us a moment alone.

Lutes mother hugged him, then left.

Lute, trade with him, Aulia said when the door had closed behind her.

Its too soon. Im not quite ready. Let me think about it just a little longer.

The protest died inside him. Among the thousand other things the tattoo he now wore said, he had promised he would affix Chainer, and in return, Aulia had promised she would do everything in her power to uphold her end of the bargain even if Horatio the Healer dropped dead suddenly.

The other guy enthusiastically initiated the trade. Aulia stood there as an authorized witness. Lute accepted.

There was a twinge of regret when the words Shaper of Water were replaced by Chainer.

Giving up Wright didnt feel like that.

He knew he was just being childish. Hed spent his whole life thinking he wouldnt be Avowed at all. Any class he got would make him far more magical than hed ever expected to be.

While he tried to distract himself from the unexpected sense of loss by examining the Artona III globe and trying to figure out exactly where hed just spent the past few hours of his life, Aulia said kind politiciany things to his trading partner and wished him a bright future before sending him out the door.

It clicked shut behind him.

All right, she said. What an exciting morning! Now, youll hold the Chainer assignment for the next two and a half months while we give you a crash course on everything you need. Id download the language into your head if I could, but even beginning to teach you that kind of thing will have to wait. Theres so much else. Youll need a wordchain repertoire first, lessons on the unique culture surrounding the Palace of Unbreaking, and etiquette. God, the etiquette! And of course Ill be giving you a complete rundown of all the important figures you might meet during the course of your work.

Lute looked around. You dont want me to affix the class right away?

Absolutely not, said Aulia. Youre already contracted to do it, so Im not worried about a change of heart. Youre an S. We dont have that many. More than any of the others, you need a thorough education in how to handle yourself and how to handle the people youll encounter. It will take time, but the Palace tends to summon new Chainers very quickly to say hello. I dont want you affixing until Ive nudged things around and talked to the leaders about you. Given your age, and the way Orpheus fell apart when he started, it shouldnt be hard to convince them you need to work alongside one of us every time youre summoned for the next few years.

I think Ill be all right on my own.

She rolled her eyes dramatically. Yes, yes. I know youve decided Im a terrible person. But would you really rather work all alone with a bunch of aliens instead of having some backup from some more experienced members of your own family?

Maybe if its Aimi.

Aimi cant be your keeper. Aimi needs a keeper of her own. Itsnine in the morning. Well have breakfast brought in here and get started on your first lessons right away.

Breakfast is French toast casserole today. Lute had the menu hed made with Kabir for this week memorized. Breakfasts were the only non-spicy dishes on it for some reason.

How much time is all this tutoring going to take? Lute asked.

Im in the process of clearing my schedule for the coming weeks. We dont have a moment to lose. Aulias eyes were flicking through the air as she did something with her interface.

I have school.

Dont be ridiculous. Do you want to spend the next few weeks practicing your multiplication tables or do you want to know how to handle your career on the Triplanets?

Multiplication tables? When was the last time she looked at eighth grade math homework?

She walked over to him and reclaimed her swivel chair. He was standing between her and the globe.

One more thing Her lips twisted. Jessica has asked me not to tell you that youve made a judgment error until youve grown to enjoy your new class, but Im afraid I wont be able to accommodate her wishes. I prefer not to become tutor to a grandson who thinks Im evil. I would feel bad, since she and I have a relationship built on trust. But apparently that trust doesnt run as deep as I thought it did.

What are you talking about?

I asked her who your genetic father was. She insisted it was Cyril.You havent demanded to know otherwise yet; I suppose she feels like preserving that little illusion for you if you want it. Do fill me in if you change your mind. Id be very interested. Aulia stacked the tarot cards shed left behind earlier and tucked them back into the desk drawer. As for your errorI never had any intention of letting your mother, or you, suffer the ravages of time while the rest of us lived on.

I dont believe

Healing doesnt always work. You know that?

Lute frowned. I know there are some things that magic wont fix. And theres reversion.

Artonans had magic long before they understood cells or genes. Healing does things beyond the realm of medicine and it suffers from drawbacks beyond the realm of medicine as well. Reversion, for example. On occasion, or in response to certain interferences, a Healers work can revert. A week passes and a healed bone is suddenly broken again.

Reversion is really rare though.

Yes. But its more common after intensive or repeated bouts of healing. And its more common when the healing is done by Avowed.

What? Ive never heard that!

Its rare enough no matter who the Healer is, so its not something you need to worry about on a daily basis. My point is that healing is miraculous, but it isnt flawless. A specially trained wizardor sometimes a whole team of themcan offer gentler, more customized healing options than any Avowed we currently have here on Earth. Rejuvenation is considered an extreme magical process. The Artonans who are allowed to take advantage of it almost never use Avowed for their own treatments.

She interlaced her fingers over her stomach and watched him.

When I realized Jessica wouldnt be one of us, I researched the matter. Not many regular humans have received rejuvenation treatments, especially not multiple ones, and there wasnt a lot of information here on Earth. But I found it on the Triplanets. I was told that a non-Avowed would be more delicate than you and I are. They said that if I wanted her to have the longest life possible, she should be treated there by specialists. Not here by someone like Horatio.

Getting it lined up for her isnt simple. Were waiting another decade or so and then Im going to agree to what will no doubt be a gauntlet of awful favors in order to have a Rabbit whos an expert at locating human-friendly healers arrange it for us.

The first thing Lute felt was relief.

The second was a dawning understanding that almost took his breath away.

YoureI know youre lying, he said. Mom knew what I thought. I told her, and she never saidthere was no reason for her to let me think

Shes the one who told me about your misapprehension in the first place, Aulia pointed out. I was confident I could persuade you to want Chainer on your own, but she was afraid that you were only going to grow more enamored with Shaper as time passed. Or with Rabbit. She thought one was too dangerous. She thought the other might take you off the planet so that she could never see you again. A bit silly. Its not like we have Shapers dying left and right. Most Rabbits enjoy their travels. But Jessica is most familiar with Chainer. She understands all of its drawbacks and benefits clearly. She wanted it for you. And I wanted you for it. So she suggested that if all else failed, we might take advantage of your misunderstanding so that you would do what was best for yourself.

No, thought Lute. No, she wouldnt do that. She wouldnt do that to me.

Im sure you picked up the idea that I was a coldhearted creature who would let my own daughter die from the rest of the family. Obviously Jessica and I dont tell them that shell be receiving access to far superior magical treatments in the future. It would only make them jealous and obnoxious. Some of the more shameless ones would hover around me at all hours, begging for more than I already give them.

Aulia put her feet up on the desk. One of the laces of her sneakers was beginning to come untied.

So now you have the full picture. You mother has always been well cared for. You were to be well cared for. And please remember that even if I played a little trick on you, I did give you Horatios time to use for whomever you wish. It would have been so easy just to promise you that I would help Jessica get rejuvenation treatments, and it wouldnt have cost me anything at all since that was already my plan.

Ive already agreed. I agreed to it.

When he tried to imagine himself giving Chainer away to someone else, he could feel it. The contract. He could hate the class. He could want to be rid of it. But as soon as he seriously thought about trying to be rid of it, there was thisdenial of the possibility that it could be a reality.

Hed promised. Hed meant it. It was done.

Aulia laughed suddenly. Youre the first person Ive ever paid to take Chainer! Think of it as an apology for all the years of my tutelage you missed. Do what you want with your prize. Sell it for a fortune. Give it to the man you call your father. Save it for yourself or share it with someone you find in the future. Enjoy!

There was a cry of rage. The Artona III globe hit the floor. Lute Velra was running through the mansion, through the White Parlor, past the kitchen, toward the front door.

His mother was there picking up a pair of shoes someone had left in the wrong spot when they came in.

Lute?

You lied to me! he shouted. You lied to me my whole life! You lied to me about all the most important things in my life!

She looked so shocked. Lute, lets calm

NO!

She reached for him, and he backed away from her so fast he almost tripped.

This was supposed to be my decision! Mine! Its the biggest choice Ill ever make, and I was trying so hard to get it right, and you knew that, and you lied to me!

I just want you to be happ

Go fuck yourself! Keep picking up everyone elses shit until you really die. I promise I wont shed a single tear for you ever again!

He ran past her and out the door.

She lied. She lied to me and dad. She lied about me possibly being Avowed. She plotted with Grandma to make me take Chainer.

He ran until he was about to collapse. He stumbled onto a bus.

Jessica kept sending him texts and voicemails, trying to explain that she understood how upset he was and she loved him and she only wanted to make sure he had the best life possible. [Thats all,] she wrote, [Ive ever wanted for you.]

[Make Aulia agree to break the contract,] he wrote back finally.

[Come home. Well talk.]

[Make Aulia break the contract. Let me make a choice when I have all the facts. Fix what you did.]

He went to Cyrils and practically forced his way into the apartment. He stayed for a couple of nights, trying to ignore the fact that the atmosphere had turned poisonous from a combination of him needing his dad to act normal around him and his dad not being able to do that.

The only moment of connection came when he first explained what had happened.

She was raised to be this way, wasnt she? Cyril said, giving Lute an orange juice to drink since that was all he had in the fridge at the moment. Chainer this. Chainer that. Jessica always said she hated it and that things were going to be different with you, but I guess she meant she was going to wait and see if you were actually Avowed before she put you in the family business instead of starting when you were a toddler.

Lute clenched his juice glass in both hands. If she doesnt at least try to get Aulia to let me out of the agreement, Ill never forgive her.

Doubt shell believe you about that. After all, she forgave Aulia for everything, didnt she?

They talked for a while longer. Lute was starting to relax and get things off his chest. Then Cyril had to ruin it.

Its not right, but really, Lute, you havent got much to complain about. Chosen at fourteen. S-rank. About to become an Avowed with one of the rarest classes. Be happy with what youve got.

Whats that supposed to mean? Lute asked. I have to be happy about my own family manipulating me because theyre manipulating me to take something other people would want?

Im just saying

I wanted to be a musician. I had goals of my own and I have worked toward them every day. For years.

Cyril snorted. Nobody would choose that life over the one youll be getting.

Lute hated him right then. Just a little.

He started his applications to all of Anesidoras best high school music programs that night. When the forms asked him to input his Avowed class, he wrote, harpist. He wished the forms were paper instead of electronic so that he could write the word more aggressively to get his point across.

Filling out the forms and writing essays about his future as if class and rank were completely irrelevant to him gave him some clarity.

Ive already screwed up. Bad. I trusted the wrong person. My mom. If your mom is the wrong person, then whos the right one?

Never mind. Its done.

What do I need to do now?

There werent many options. He could keep throwing himself on his familys mercy and sense of justice and hope they saw reason. He could try to convince Aulia that he was the second coming of Orpheus by finding substances and abusing them in public. He could be the most epic brat in the world in some other kind of way and hope she was dumb enough to believe it was a longterm state. He could wait quietly and hope Hazel had an S buried in the black pit she had in place of a heart.

These are terrible. The first is naive, and Im tired of being naive. The second is self-destructive and why should I destroy myself for them? The thirdcould be really fun. But I dont think shed buy it. The fourth is just unlikely.

Hed been expecting Hazel to call him. She hadnt.

He didnt know if she was busy plotting to kill him or if she was just really depressed. Despite what Aulia had said, Lute didnt think she was expecting S for Hazel anymore either. One too many disappointments. One too many signs from the universe against her. First a surprise Roman causing a family schism. Now a surprise Lute in all his youthful glory!

Lute pulled his applications up on his interface. The word harpist was so satisfying. The answers hed written about what kind of musician he hoped to be were so him.

This is who I am. Why cant I still be this?

System, can I ask you a question?

Why not? Mom can never be trusted again. Dadsnot at his best.

Haha, System. Youre my family now. Thats what you get for picking Lute Velra. He dragged a blanket off his bed and sat on the floor. What should I do?

He waited.

[Make a choice for yourself.]

Thanks I guess.

Lute continued to stare at the words. The System was just telling him what he already knew. It was up to him. Decide.

Deciding had been so impossible since the moment he had been selected. It turned out that the real life version of the dice game scrambled your head up horribly.

Im always going to be a harpist, he said.

A choice. Just one.

Im going to be the best musician on Anesidora. I dont care what my class is or what theirs is. Im going to destroy them all.

Two.

Im going to high school. No way am I getting roped into private tutoring. I want people who arent my family around me.

Three.

The more choices he made, the more solid ground he had to stand on. Two weeks ago, hed known himself perfectly. He just had to build it back brick by brick.

Lute kept at it, making decisions about tiny things when he couldnt handle the big ones. Until finally

I think Im back. I think Im me again.

The class he ended up with was terribly important. It would shape his whole life. But it wouldnt be his whole life.

He could look at it more calmly when he thought of it that way.

The most likely outcome from this point on is that I affix Chainer. Lute Velra-Harpist. Side order of wordchains. Address: Anesidora.

If thats the way it goes, what choices are there left for me to make?

Aulia was planning to tutor him and teach him everything he needed to know over the course of the next two months. She was planning to have a chat with the Artonans and make sure he was placed with a family monitor even when he was on other worlds. She was planning to have control.

Lute dropped his blanket and went to the bathroom. He checked out the ornate symbol on his back for the thousandth time. It was a lot of geometric linework contained in a shape that looked like a wide-splayed letter V.

I think this is enough control for one lifetime, he thought. I thinkshe doesnt get to have anymore.

A choice.

A big one.

He did sleep on it, just in case he was insane. But when he woke up in the morning, he still felt sure that he wanted to do it.

Id like to sign the Contract, he said. Right now.

Welcome, Lute, the System murmured in his ear. And thank you for your future service.

******

What is this? Lute asked, staring at his interface.

Hed selected the Skills tab first because he wanted to see what juicy goodies Aulia was keeping secret from the rest of humanity. And

Mass Bestowal is automatic!? I thought the other Ss just took it because Aulia did! We dont get to pick? What kind of damaged class is this?

He was having a mini heart attack sitting on the edge of his bed because this was his big S-rank skill, and he was trying to make a bold step forward in his life here and make choices, and there were no choices.

Are you laughing at me right now? he asked the System. Youre almost as bad as my real family!

He poked the words Mass Bestowal (required), hoping theyd disappear. When he finally got around to looking away from the terrible crime that was his complete lack of a skill list, he felt silly.

Oh. I get to choose something down here. Whew. I was panicking for nothing. Sorry, System. Were still friends as long as its at least a C-rank.

He prodded the option, and the skill list hed been hoping for appeared.

Now lets see what kinds of things Chainers can do that I dont know aboutthese all look so boring. Debt this. Loan that.

Am I a magical banker now?

Wait, these are all Ss.

Am I supposed to have two S-rank skills?

He knew he wasnt.

I get a whole second S skill?

When it sank in, he started to laugh. He felt delighted. And excited. Two S skills! Not one!

Lute Velra was a god! Maybe only a banker god, but hed take whatever victories he could find at this point.

Okay. Lets study this.

He had nothing to rely on but the words in front of him. There werent descriptions of Chainer skills for him to read on the internet. He wasnt about to call any of the S-ranks in his family and ask them for tips.

Fortunately, the Chainer S-rank skill list seemed to be way more forthcoming than the ones hed heard about. There werent that many skillsaround thirty with a note at the bottom reassuring him that if he ever used them all up, the Palace of Unbreaking would design more especially for him!

Lute peered at it. Thats friendly of them, he decided. But how many lifetimes would it even take to get thirty S-rank skills?

Even more shockingly, the skills were listed in non-alphabetical order. Instead, they were sorted by their priority in the Palace of Unbreakings eyes. Number One on the list, a skill that accelerated a wordchain so that it would hit harder but last for a shorter duration, was the one that was most valuable to the Palace at the moment. He could expect more summonings if he took it.

The other classes would kill to have skills sorted this way. Ultrarares designed for specific jobs obviously have their perks.

He thought about Number One for a long time.

Thats an amazing skill, he decided. Worthy of S-rank for sure.

There were a dozen reasons to want a wordchains effect to be intenser, briefer, or both.

The main drawback seemed to be that the skill would have to be actively used the whole time the chain was being accelerated. Most wordchains lasted hours. Aulias Gloss lasted days. It was great if Lute was just going to be working for himself and on himself, but considering the fact that this skill was in high demand with his new employers

This could be a skill that requires hours of work from me every day, couldnt it? All of them could depending on what the Artonans do with us. But this is the number one most wanted.

He went down the list, reading whatever skill descriptions were offered carefully.

Some had notes about ethical limitations and when he asked the System for clarification, he actually got it. They were like Mass Bestowalpermission from target required.

Not that surprising. I knew they didnt just ask to be polite. They have to do it.

The limit wasnt placed on all the skills, but it was there on a significant number of them.

He made himself take his time and not jump ahead to look at a few skills hed spotted on his initial skim. He had no idea what they did yet, but they had music-related names.

Most were about halfway down the list. One was just a couple away from the very bottom.

Aulia would probably lose her mind if she knew I was getting to pick another S skill. She would have wanted me to choose something in the top five so that I could make myself more useful for the Artonans and for her schemes. Shed have slapped the instructions to do it into the tattoo with all the rest of it.

He was looking forward to picking whatever he wanted and then repeatedly reminding her that shed missed the chance to control an entire extra S-rank talent.

I wonder how many people even have access to this skill list?

On Earth it might just be Aulia. Maybe Aunt Hikari was hiding another max rank skill up her sleeve, too.

And then there were the Chainers from other worlds. They probably had a very similar list, right? But it still couldnt be that many people. Especially if every S-equivalent Chainer on every planet got Mass Bestowal first.

Lute spent hours on the selection process.

The farther he went down the list, the more strange little notes started to appear out to the side of the skills:

[Ceremonial Use Only]

[Supervision Required]

[Created in Memory of our Brother Sess-nor]

Eventually, he decided he liked the third skill from the bottom. It had a musical name even if it didnt do a musical thing. It seemed like the titling was more of an artistic nod to the fact that wordchains could sound quite musical or, if a couple of the other skill descriptions were anything to go by, be performed in time to music.

Its a short description, but it sounds cool. It doesnt have any special notes out to the side.

Being at the very bottom of the list meant the palace didnt really want him to take it. It probably wouldnt increase his work hours at all. It wouldnt put him in a good position to rub shoulders with and become valuable to important Artonans.

He considered that a total benefit. A harpist needed time to play the harp.

Grandma would hate it.

He stood and stretched. System, what do you think of this one?

The System had no comment. It wasnt a good sport about commenting on the skills at all.

I like it, Lute decided. I want it.

He jabbed it confidently.

Next my foundation points!

They were mostly selected for him.

Are you serious? Even though Im S?

It wasnt like they were bad stats. He had to dig down into sub menus and sub-sub menus and ask a few questions to see what it was the System would actually be doing for him. Vocal range. Linguistic processing. Pattern memorization. His ears were going to be amazing and his fingers were going to fly.

Hed known his relatives had those, and hed assumed he would too. Hed just thought hed have a few more points to spend than he did.

He stared at the Strength stat. And the Appeal stat. He kind of wanted to go under Stamina and whack up his Formation, but that was mostly because Haoyu had been talking about how great it was in class the other day.

Can we talk about more customization? I dont know which combo of points to pick to get the effect I want.

Theyd taught them in school just to ask when it came to things like this. The System knew what it was doing way better than you did, and while it could be really silent on talents, it didnt usually mind having chats about the points.

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Dont you two dare laugh at me, Lute warned his roommates. I took some Strength and Stamina!

Alden and Haoyu exchanged looks.

Why would we laugh about that? Alden asked.

BecauseI didnt take much. I spent almost all the free points I had on my hearing.

Haoyu pointed at him. You accused me of eavesdropping, but youve got super ears!

Cool, said Alden. Also, Haoyu, we didnt accuse you of doing that. You were literally doing that. You confessed.

No, you guys, Lute said. It was already going to enhance me so that I could pick up and interpret sounds better. I asked it to give me more conscious control over it, so that I could not hear things if I didnt want to. I basically asked it to give me the ability to hear worse than my new superhuman best.

Music thing? Alden asked.

I wanted to make sure I could still hear like Id always been able to. Its not like the System does a bad job when it boosts a sense. If Im turned up all the way and Im hearing the heartbeats and stomach noises of people sitting near me, I dont usually get annoyed or distracted by them. But I was worried about it, and more than that, I was afraid of forgetting what my baseline was. Now Ive got this mental notch that feels like Original Lute, and I can shift up and down from there by concentrating.

Its not like its useless just because you did it so you could be human normal sometimes, said Haoyu. Can you selectively hear stuff? Can you make Aldens stomach sound loud to you and make mine sound quiet?

Pretty well. I can focus to make one noise come to the foreground or recede into the background better than a normal person.

Then its awesome. Haoyu smiled at him. Like a mini Audial talent that you got through creative point use instead.

I need soundproofing for my room, Alden muttered.

Why? Lute asked. What secret things are you doing in there?

One of you thinks fifteen minutes of eavesdropping is not long and the other one can hear my heartbeat. Ill probably find out Lexi can see through walls soon. A guy needs to feel alone from time to time.

So suspicious.

I have bouts of insomnia. I want to be able to make a racket in there at three AM without feeling guilty for waking all of you up.

Its three AM now. Haoyus hand was in the air as he shifted something on his interface. Lexis going to call us idiots again.

Tomorrows Sunday. Well catch up on sleep then, said Alden. So, Lute has a mystery skill that even his own family doesnt know about, ears he can dial up and down like a radio control, great hands, processing so that he can memorize wordchains faster, and Mass Bestowalwhich bestows wordchains.

It does do that, Lute said dryly.

How does it work? Haoyu asked.

Ass tatt, Alden said before Lute could open his mouth.

Oh you already asked?

I wanted to know if he could bank chain halves for later. He can. Or the skill does something similar enough to that. He doesnt actually have to cast one that very second to pass it to you.

Just talk amongst yourselves, said Lute. I cant tell you exactly how Mass Bestowal works. But youve seen the effects of it so its not like its that big a secret.

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Arent I supposed to get access to some special wordchains? Lute asked the System. Does that not happen now?

He wouldnt be getting spell impressions. There was an option for choosing a wordchain impression instead of points, but he didnt see any reason to do that. It seemed like something youd only want if you were prone to screwing up some particularly difficult and important chain.

But beyond the impressions, all of his Chainer family memberseven the Csseemed to have a chain or two that was their special thing. His grandmother had quite a few.

Maybe I pick those later?

Hed bumped Strength and Stamina. It was a difficult decision. He wanted to see what would happen if he boosted Appeal instead, but he was already having enough trouble wrapping his brain around the halo effect his new rank was giving him. People at school, especially the upperclassmen, were suddenly much more interested in him.

He didnt want to be friends with people who liked Lute the S-rank when they hadnt cared about Lute the Human Being. And the fact that he was going to have to navigate that for the rest of his life was freaking him out a little.

Zero tolerance for suck-ups and rankists. The same as always. Theyre just a lot harder to identify now, and I need to learn how to find them in a crowd.

Hed taken points for his signing bonus, so that was all done. And there was a note saying hed be getting Gifts of Joyous Welcome! from his newbosses? That could include the wordchains?

Lute was enjoying all these personal notes from the Palace of Unbreaking people. It wasnt what hed expected, and it was making him feel like he was the newest member of a club. A peculiar club for sure, but the notes were giving off an impression of reason and companionableness. These Artonans created skills in memory of former colleagues and helpfully told their Avowed which talents were on their wishlist.

It made everything that was happening seem a little less insane.

They have at least one building that looks like a conference center on the inside. Conference centers are safe. So how weird could they possibly be?

He checked the time. Hed been at it all day and for most of the night except for a nap and snack breaks. It was almost 5:00 AM. He could affix then go to school. Or skip and figure out how his new powers worked.

Lets do it, System, said Lute, standing beside his bed. Lets make me magical. Finalize affixation.

Hed find some way to make Mass Bestowal look like magic. Throwing fistfuls of glitter at people when he did it might be satisfying.

Ha! Didnt think to ban that with the family tattoo, did you, Grandma? Think of how ridiculous Im going to make the Velras look when

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The boy recognized the tall golden concert hall before he recognized himself.

The audience was full but silent. The orchestra at the front of room hadnt begun to play.

This is the Musikverein, thought Lute. In Vienna.

He was standing in an aisle, and there was only one empty seat in the whole place. It was a couple of steps away.

Lute knew it was for him, but he still hesitated. The paintings of Apollo and the Muses on the ceiling looked down on him. The golden caryatids holding up the balcony level watched him mutely.

When he finally moved, a violin released the first haunting notes of a song.

A white humanoid doll sat in the neighboring chair. Its oval hands were folded in its lap.

Good, it said, when Lute took his seat. Thats the desired response. Hello, Lute. Your affixation is underway, and everything is progressing normally. Do you have questions?

Not really, said Lute, gazing at the orchestra. I know whats happening.

Then Ill leave you to enjoy the show.

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