She smiled. Thank you. Impulsively she leaned forward and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. I am in need of a good friend.
For reasons Hal didnt fully understand, hearing that phrase caused his stomach to sink a bit. Pushing aside his feelings, he said, It is the burden of your office that you marry at your fathers pleasure. Not the pleasure of Lord John Worthington or Sir William Alcorn- His eyes widened.
What? asked Princess Stephane.
When did Lord John rise to such great influence in your fathers court?
Im not sure. Hes been around for quite some time. He was very nice to me when I was little.
But when did he gain control, er, start to manifest enough influence to get your father to begin making policy changes in Roldem?
She thought for a moment, then said, Five years ago, maybe six.
Immediately after the Three Moon Banapis?
She thought, then said, I think so. Six years earlier, one of the rarest of events had taken place when all three moons rose full, as one, on the eve of Banapis, Midsummers Day. It happened once every century, more or less.
Thats when Sir William began asserting his influence.
What does that mean? asked the Princess.
Im not entirely sure, said Hal, taking the rabbits off the fire. All I do know is that we must somehow get you safely to Rillanon, and to enter the city without drawing attention to ourselves, I think we need to find Lord James Dasher Jamison.
Why him?
For many reasons, least of which is that he is by a strange twist of history a very distant cousin of mine but, most importantly, hes the one man in Rillanon I am certain is not under the control of Sir William Alcorn.
Ty and Gabriella appeared and Ty said, We found a cave.
Good, said Hal. Rabbit?
Neither bothered to answer as Ty tore one in half and handed it to Gabriella while Hal did the same for the Princess. Around a mouthful of hot coney, Ty said, We should stay dry in that cave and we can rest up for a day or two.
Hal shook his head. No, we need to leave at first light tomorrow and start for Ran.
Ran, you certain?
Hal nodded. Yes. From there I can use my fathers rank to convince someone to sail us to Rillanon. We must get there as quickly and secretly as possible.
Isnt that going to be a little difficult if youre bullying naval captains with your fathers rank?
Not if Im accompanied by my he waved his hand, companions. Well contrive a story, but this young beauty is no princess, he nodded at Stephane. She is someone or others daughter whom Im using badly as she hopes against hope to marry above her station.
Stephane actually laughed. Now you play the role of a young noble of my nation. She sighed. Even my brothers. She leaned forward and touched him on the arm. I will say, Lord Henry, if other men of the west are like you, the ladies of my nation would do well to visit the Far Coast.
Hal actually blushed and Ty laughed. Gabrielle contented herself with a knowing smile, and they began to fashion a story that would pass muster once they reached Rillanon.
Assuming they reached Ran, which meant getting through these mountains without running into bandits, false Kingdom soldiers, or wild animals. Two swords, three belt knives, and a sling might gain them a meal, but against what lived in these mountains they were little defence.
Still, Hal turned his mind away from the dangers and considered what needed to be done to get the Princess to his king. He was determined to ensure she arrived safely and departed as she willed, or he would give his life in the attempt.
Hal awoke suddenly, and saw in the half-gloom of the cave both Gabriella and Ty on their feet with weapons in hand. Ty motioned for Hal to stay silent. He realized his arms were around the Princess, and that she was looking at him with questioning eyes. Untangling himself, he put a finger to his lips and drew his sword. The last he remembered was standing his watch at the cave mouth and returning to wake Ty, then snuggling in behind Stephane for warmth. Summer it might be, but in that cave in the mountains it was anything but warm. At sometime during the night she had either backed into him or he had reached out, but waking up in that intimate proximity was troubling.
He moved quietly until he stood on the other side of Lady Gabriella, who crouched with a wicked-looking dirk in her right hand, a shorter belt knife in her left. He remembered the belt knife, but couldnt help but wonder where she had been hiding the dirk.
Voices from outside were now intelligible. Bloody nuisance, checking every cave from here to Ran. Theyre miles east of here, Ill wager.
Youre not paid to wager or think, said another voice. If the captain wants you to dive into every stream, climb trees, and look under rocks, thats what youll do.
And who made you king of the day?
A meaty smack followed, and the first voice cried, No need for that, Neely! I was just saying
And who made you king of the day?
A meaty smack followed, and the first voice cried, No need for that, Neely! I was just saying
Say any more and youll be crawling back to the camp. Now, get in and check that cave!
Hal glanced around. The cave was larger in the rear than at the mouth, with an S curve coming in, so they might be able to hide. Hal indicated to the Princess that she should move into the farthest corner and she nodded and hurried over on silent feet.
He then motioned for Lady Gabriella to stand opposite the second curve of the entrance, where she would be seen as soon as the man stepped inside. She indicated she understood and moved to the indicated position. Hal tapped Ty on the shoulder and they moved until their backs were flat against the wall, just beyond the curve that hid them from anyone coming into the cave.
Hal put up his sword and pulled out his belt knife just as a man came into the cave, squinting as his eyes adjusted to the gloom. Gabriella moved and the mans eyes widened. You! he began.
Hal stepped up behind him and clamped his hand over his mouth, quickly cutting his throat and with a yank, tossing him to one side. Ty was already moving to protect the entrance, sword at the ready.
After a moment, a shout from outside was heard. Booker! You taking a piss in there or what?
Ty glanced at Hal who shook his head, indicating that they both should stay silent.
Booker? came the inquiry as footsteps could be heard entering the cave.
Neely! shouted Hal, trying to disguise his voice.
What? came the reply. A beefy man stepped into view.
This time it was Lady Gabriella who stepped out of the shadows and had a blade across the mans throat before he could react. Even before he had hit the ground, Ty was moving towards the cave mouth to see if any others waited outside.
A moment later he was back. Just the two of them!
Hal said, We move now. If theyre out in pairs, it means their camp is close by.
The four of them came out of the cave and saw two horses tied to low-hanging tree limbs. Ty kept his gaze moving and seeing nothing, he clambered up a pile of rocks until he was standing on top of the overhang above the cave entrance. Finally he pointed to the south. Smoke. Campfire. Maybe a mile away, no more.
He scrambled back down and jumped the last five feet to land beside the Princess. Looking at Hal he said, We ride?
Double, said Hal.
We wont be moving fast that way, said Ty.
If they have patrols out in spokes of a wheel, we travel straight away from this cave and that campfire smoke, and no one will come back here for hours, after those two fail to report back. We may get until tomorrow morning. Hal looked around. I know nothing of these mountains. Which way?
Ty pointed. We follow the water course. There will be a cut in the mountains, or we turn west when we run out of trail. Either way, wed best be miles from here when they find those two inside the cave.
Hal nodded agreement and the two women hurried towards the horses. Ty and Hal grabbed some loose brush and moved it around, masking the horse prints back to a patch of rocks, then hurried back up the slope. Hal mounted then extended an arm and the Princess swung up behind him, Ty doing the same with Gabriella.
Without further discussion, Ty took the lead, and they began the slow climb up into the mountains, farther away from civilization every step.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
Jim kept close to the wall.
The city watch moved down the street in noisy fashion, six men, two abreast, marching as if on parade. It would have looked comical, except that it was the dead of night, hours before dawn, and the city was now officially under martial law. That martial law had been declared mere hours after Jim had slipped out of the palace seemed more than a coincidence.
Jim waited. As he expected, a few minutes after the passing of the watch, a pair of keen-eyed men came peering into every shadow, doorway, and window, moving as quietly as cats. Sir William Alcorn was sparing no effort in locating the ailing Dukes grandson, apparently.
After leaving Bill the Butchers establishment, James had intended to check on one of his safe houses, a small rented room over a dry goods store where he had secreted a fair amount of gold, several different documents and disguises, and a sufficient number of weapons to ensure his ability to defend himself.
He had almost walked into a trap.
His bump of trouble had tripped when he started down the street where the shop lay, when he noticed a man lingering at the far corner. Had he approached from that direction he would certainly have been sighted. Depending on how many agents Sir William had nearby he might have been able to escape. Or he might have ended up in chains. Or dead.
He walked into a tavern at the corner, convinced he hadnt been seen, and sat there nursing a pint of ale, spilling most of it on the floor when no one was looking. The straw covering the stones was changed almost every day, and this early it was relatively fresh. It could soak up a lot of ale.
He waited until to make sure he hadnt been seen, then ducked out the back. He had wandered the docks, moving in a random fashion, until he was completely certain no one was following him, then headed for what he considered to be his safest safe house on the island. He was especially cautious approaching this one and was relieved to see no hint of anyone watching it.