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Most of them, judging by the way they kept their expressions carefully blank and politely looked around or through him.
Only Randolf didn’t look away, and his eyes held something that might have been sharp regret.
Even Brock just shook his head and turned his attention to smothering the fire and preparing to leave the Sanctuary.
As resentment began to burn through the shock, Jared walked away from them, needed to get away from them. They blamed him for diminishing a Queen, blamed the inexperienced pleasure slave for daring to perform a service that should have been left to a strong, seasoned male.
Talon’s hand closed on Jared’s arm, forcing him to stop.
“It’s wrong,” Jared snarled. “It’s all wrong. Talon, I swear by the Jewels and all that I am, I did everything I was supposed to do. ”
“No one’s saying differently,” Talon replied calmly.
“No?” Jared looked over his shoulder at the other men. “A pleasure slave isn’t considered a man. How would he—”
“Shut up. ”
Jared tried, but the resentment kept building. “It’s wrong,” he insisted. “Even if she wasn’t able to descend to the Gray, she shouldn’t have ended up with just her Birthright Green. She should have at least come away with the Sapphire or the Red. ”
“Hold your tongue,” Talon snapped. “This isn’t the time or place to chew over what happened or why. It’s done, and there’s nothing we can do about it, so we’d better all start accepting it. ”
With his hand still clamped on Jared’s arm, Talon headed for the horses. “Once we’ve got everyone tucked safely in Dena Nehele, why don’t you spend a few months in the mountains with me?”
“Why?” Jared said, feeling the guilt that he should have done something different, somethingmore , coil around his heart and squeeze.
Talon bared his teeth in a feral smile. “Because, Warlord, after you spend a winter with me, all that shit you spew about pleasure slaves will be knocked clean out of your head. ”
“Well, that’s something to look forward to,” Jared grumbled as he mounted the bay gelding.
Lia, Jared noticed with a fresh stab of resentment, was surrounded by Talon’s men—and they didn’t make room for him to ride beside her.
“Let’s move,” Talon said. “Jared, take the lead. I’ll watch our backs. Everyone in the village will be waiting for us at the Coaches. ”
The Sanctuary was only a mile from the village, but it was the longest mile Jared had ever ridden.
The sky got lighter.
Feeling a prickle between his shoulder blades, Jared urged the gelding into a canter.
He probed the road ahead of him, looking for a trap. He probed the village and lightly touched the minds clustered together.
He expanded his probe outward . . .
. . . and found a blank spot.
And another.
And another.
And another.
The kind of blank spot a dark Jewel would notice when a lighter Jewel was wrapped in a psychic shield.
Mother Night.
*Hold steady,* Talon said on a spear thread. *We’re almost there. If they were ready to attack, they would have done it by now. *
Jared acknowledged the message and kept his eyes on the road. Thank the Darkness they had moved the Coaches into the village instead of leaving them near the landing place. Otherwise, they would likely have been destroyed.
By the time they cantered up the main street of Ranon’s Wood, a circle of psychic blank spots surrounded the village.
Jared turned the gelding to one side, letting the others pass.
Talon reined in next to him.
“Can we make a run for it?” Jared asked quietly.
Talon shook his head. “At a quick guess, I’d say there’s several hundred of them out there, including a handful of Warlord Princes. They’ve cut us off from the Winds, and we haven’t got a chance of breaking through and outrunning them overland. ”
“So we fight as well as we can. ”
“So we fight,” Talon agreed, urging his horse toward the Coaches.
“And we die,” Jared said, moving with him.
Talon stared straight ahead. “If the Darkness is kind. ”
Lia moved toward them as soon as they dismounted. Before she could say anything, a Craft-enhanced voice thundered over the land.
“Warlord! Shalador Warlord! I am Krelis, Master of the Guard for the High Priestess of Hayll! Your village is surrounded by Hayllian warriors, the finest warriors in the Realm. You have two hours, Warlord. If you hand over the Green-Jeweled Queen, I’ll let the rest of you go. If you don’t, there will be nothing left of you or your people but dust. ”
Jared slipped a protective arm around Lia’s shoulders. He felt relieved when Blaed stepped behind her to protect her back and Thera moved a little closer to her other side.
“Well,” Talon said, turning to face them, “it looks like the bastards have declared war. ”
Chapter Twenty-six
Krelis leaned against the stable of the damaged Coach station outside Ranon’s Wood. From there, he could keep an eye on the landing place, the road leading to that privy hole of a village, and the station itself where a few of his men were clearing out the debris in a couple of rooms to turn it into a temporary headquarters.
One of the Hayllian Warlord Princes approached him, and said, “All the men are in position. ”
“Fine,” Krelis replied. “Pass the word that they’re to do nothing but keep watch and make sure no one tries to slip between them. ”
The Warlord Prince paused. “There’s no reason to give these—people—two hours. ”
“There’s every reason,” Krelis snarled. “I want that Shalador bastard to sweat. If I’d demanded that the bitch Queen be handed over immediately, the Jeweled males left in the village probably would have fought out of instinct. So we give them a little time to think, to worry. Givehim a little time to look at his family and the people he grew up with and weigh the pain that will come to them against protecting a Queen he barely knows. Give the rest of them time to think about their own skins and weigh their children’s lives against the life of one stranger. During the first hour, the villagers will split themselves into two camps. Before the second hour ends, the Shalador Warlord will either bundle her up and deliver her himself, or he’ll yield to the rest of his people and not stand in their way whenthey deliver her to me. ”
The Warlord Prince made a sound of disgust “And we let the others crawl back into their lair?”
Krelis’s lips curled in a sneer. “Once I have the bitch-Queen, the men can do whatever they please with the rest of them. The females can be passed around for as long as they survive. The children will be sold as slaves. The males can be broken, then hobbled and used for training exercises. That should give everyone a chance to show his skills. ”
A queer gleam filled the Warlord Prince’s eyes. “Yes, it should. ”
Krelis waved his hand in dismissal.
He’d give the Shalador bastard time to sweat because it would also givehim time to figure out what to do about the two Warlord Princes in the village—especially the Sapphire-Jeweled one. He hadn’t expected them. Another oversight his pet would have to account for. They might have to be eliminated before the bitch-Queen was handed over.
Well, that was the Red-Jeweled bastard’s problem.
Krelis called in a small wooden box. Inside was the brass button he had used to get past the traps spelled into the other ones in order to read the private messages, the brass button that had an extra spell woven into the metal—a spell his pet didn’t know about.
Krelis triggered the spell that yanked the psychic leash wrapped around his pet.
Then he made himself as comfortable as possible, and settled down to wait.
Chapter Twenty-seven
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p; Jared, Talon, Blaed, Yarek, Thera, and Lia sat in a circle inside one of the Coaches.
Or two half circles, Jared thought uneasily. Blaed and Yarek flanked Thera the same way he and Talon flanked Lia.
He almost wished someone besides Yarek had been chosen to represent the survivors of Ranon’s Wood and Wolf’s Creek. He didn’t want to be separated from his uncle during the last hours he had left.
But that would depend on Yarek. Jared’s choice was already made.
“I’m going to surrender,” Lia said softly.
Thera’s green eyes turned icy. “Don’t be a fool. Do you really think those bastards are going to let the rest of us live?”
“He said—”
“He’sHayllian , and that bitch’s Master of the Guard. What did you expect him to say? ‘Make it easy for us because we’re going to kill you anyway?’ Once they have you, there’s nothing to stop them from unleashing their Jewels and tearing this place apart. ”
“If I surrender, they might spare the children,” Lia insisted.
Thera gave her a withering look. “Have you ever seen a young girl after a few males get done with her? Especially Hayllian males? Or what they do to a boy? I’d rather slit Cathryn’s throat than let her be handed over to what’s waiting out there. And Corry’s and Eryk’s, too. At least that would be quick and kind. ”
Lia made a distressed sound. “These people have endured enough. ”
“These people are going to die,” Thera said harshly.
“Because of me. ”
Thera expelled a vile string of obscenities. “You really turn into an idiot when you don’t get enough sleep. ”
Gray eyes met green.
Feeling Talon’s attention sharpen, Jared watched the two women who balanced and complemented each other’s strengths so well. They didn’t move, hardly seemed to breathe.
A minute passed.
Two minutes.
Finally, Lia said quietly, “Queen’s gamble. ”
“Yes,” Thera said just as quietly. “It’s the only way now. ”
Yarek cleared his throat. “What’s this Queen’s gamble?”