Sword Saint a New StartChapter 15 It s all a matter of trust
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I stopped partway to Duke Dwayne's estates for a chance to regroup. I looped the reins over a tree branch and knelt. I cried for a few minutes before I settled down. The anger had kept me sane enough to do what I had to do. Now that it was gone, my actions left an open wound. I didn't like it. I didn't have to like it. I knew that I had little choice in the matter.
Still on my knees, exhausted from my crying, I prayed.
Bright Lady, please forgive me.
I felt her sad smile while her warmth encompassed me. "I guess that I can't just have the good without some of the bad, can I, Bright Lady?"
I didn't need Her to answer that. I knew that this wasn't going to be all roses the first time that I fought the slavers and rescued Kira. I just hoped that I won't have to kill anyone else in cold blood. One was more than I could bear.
Thank you for listening, My Lady. I don't know what I would do without you.
I reluctantly got up and mounted the horse for the continued journey to the Duke's estate.
It was just before dawn when I entered the estate and gave the horses to the soldiers that came to greet me. Sensing my mood, none of them asked me any questions or even looked my way. I could still feel the darkness that I was projecting radiate from me in a continuous aura.
One of the men escorted me inside to Lord Richard, who was sitting by a morning fire nursing a mug of tea. I plopped down next to him after removing my sword and laid it across my knees.
"Charles, what do I ask first? What happened last night, or what did you do to anger Duke Steven?" He grimaced into his tea.
"I took the Lady Megan away from him." I shrugged with a nonchalance that I did not feel, "I happened to encounter one of his lackeys, Squire Michael, ordering Megan around, and I took exception to it. Our disagreement led to a duel. I killed Squire Michael and proclaimed the lady to be under my protection."
"Steven, the little shit, disagreed with me on that and tried make a scene. I warned him that the next time that he threatened me, I'd kill him." Goddess I was still pissed.
"By all that's holy, man! You can't just go around threatening dukes, you're lucky that he didn't have you thrown in irons!"
I laughed bitterly. "I had just finished taking apart his champion in less time than it takes to tell you about it. Mother Browynn was the Arbiter and most of the nobility of the city was there. I had him trapped. Besides, there was not one man in attendance that would have crossed swords with me that morning."
"Harrumph, well that was well done, at least." He took a sip and made a face. "Why wouldn't they cross swords with you? That doesn't make sense unless..." He looked at me again. "Charles, are you that good with the beast that you carry?" He asked pointedly.
Laughing bitterly I answered honestly. "Richard, I'm good enough for a High Priestess of Kassandra to give me her most promising Postulant to train under me, so that she can find out how to counter my style." I figured that one friend here would be nice to have, so I told him the truth.
Richard just let out a low whistle.
"That was after I nearly killed one of her Sisters in a duel."
Richard choked on his tea when I said that. "Blasted stuff, it tastes vile." But he did look long and hard at me. His manservant came out to refill his mug and offered me one. I accepted it politely. It did smell vile.
"Here I thought that that beast that you carry was just for show. No one but a barbarian carries a blade that long. They're too hard to use."
"It did take me years to master, Richard. I'm also taller, stronger and faster than anyone that I've met here."
"As for the assassin, well I returned her to her temple. She was a priestess of Bane."
It took Richard a minute to catch what I just implied. "Was? Elizabit said that she was alive when you left."
"She was, the High Priestess left me no choice in the matter."
"Bane, you say. Ugly business dealing with them." Richard interrupted.
"We did have a productive talk though. I convinced her that it was in their best interest to leave us be."
"Eh? How did you get them to agree to that?"
"Simple. I just took out a contract on myself for them to kill me when I turn ninety." I sat back and took a sip of the tea. I almost spit it out; it was terrible.
"By the Great Mother's Tits!" He exclaimed. "You have a set on you, don't you?" His manservant came out to see what the commotion was about. Richard shooed him off.
"Goddess, this tea is abysmal, Richard. How can you drink it?"
"This stuff? It's not that bad, and after I drink too much it helps with the headache." He stared at the tea like it was a lifeline.
"How's Megan? When I left she was having a tough time of it."
"Elizabit is with her now. She'll take care of the lass."
"That's a relief. I still have to sit down with her sometime soon and have a long talk." I grimaced.
"Smitten, are you? She is a beaut. Smart, too. If I didn't have my Elizabit, I'd contest you for her hand."
I raised my tea as if for a toast. "I'm glad that I don't have that to worry about. There is enough on my docket as it is." I snorted.
"Now that I blocked his assassin, I wonder what Steven has in store for me next?"
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I was glad of the short ride back. The same soldier that brought me the horse met me when I returned. He asked solicitously about my ride, not even mentioning the different livery of the horse. "I'll leave it up to you to return this horse and get yours back. Oh, and soldier, thank him for me would you. I was not in the best of tempers when I left." "Yes, Milord," the soldier responded and mounted the horse that I just left. I walked around the house to the exercise yard and knelt,...
Off in the distance I could barely make out a group of three barns flanking a house. The barns were painted a faded red and the house was whitewashed. As we skirted around a plowed field that seemed to be growing wheat, I noticed that the main house was much larger than Kira's. This one also had a small shed that was just off to the east and one just off to the west of the main house with the main house facing us to the south. For reference directions I was using earth standard. I know that...
I called to the ladies in the house to come out and assist the slaver with the sliced leg and bring some rawhide to tie up the one that was knocked out. The rest I was sure were dead or almost dead. Kira brought me my scabbard and some bread. I pointed to the unconscious slaver; "Thanks. Make sure that you tie his wrists and his ankles tightly, if he starts to wake let me know if you haven't finished tying him up yet." I walked over to the slaver with the massive gash across his left leg....
"I may not." The Arbiter said sadly. I just stared at her, incredulous. "Then I will." I sheathed my sword and knelt beside the fallen priestess, her hands were covering the wound over her stomach. There was blood pooling from her stomach, and I could see the pain that she was in. I placed my hands on her blood soaked ones and stared into her eyes. "Let me heal you." She shook her head no. "There is no shame in losing, just in giving up without trying. Let me heal you, Priestess of...
She broke my stare and looked down in shame. "Everything." "Everything," I repeated. She just nodded. I patted the ground next to me and told her to sit. She sat. I laid back down with my hands behind my head and rested my eyes. My shoulder shouted in protest at the mistreatment. "What exactly did you tell him?" I was not all that surprised by her admission. It had to have taken a lot of fast talking on Chandra's part to get him to agree. "That you were a Wizard Lord, that you...
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