(eng) Jonathan Moeller - Demonsouled 07 by Soul of Swords

Author:Soul of Swords [Swords, Soul of]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Hugh stared at Lord Karlam Ganelon.

Karlam looked surprised, even desperate. Not surprising, given that the runedead had just launched their final assault upon the city. Still, Hugh wondered what Karlam was doing in the Knights’ Inn. He wasn’t wounded, and he did not seem the sort of visit wounded men to lift their spirits…

Ah, of course. He had slipped off with a whore, no doubt, to calm his nerves. Hugh could hardly blame him for that, though it annoyed him that Karlam had used a bed intended for a wounded man.

But there were more important problems just now.

“Never mind why you’re here,” said Hugh. “Get to your men, and get them to the walls. Malden will attack all three gates at once, and if we do not…”

“No,” said Karlam, his hands curling into fists.

Hugh blinked. “No? Why not? Every man is needed at the Outer Wall, Karlam!”

“I mean,” said Karlam, stepping forward, “that I will not follow your orders, you weakling brat.”

Hugh scowled. “By all the gods, Karlam! Get to the walls, now! If the city falls, the runedead will butcher you alongside everyone else.”

“You led us to this ruin,” said Karlam, pointing at Hugh. “A stronger Prince, a better Prince, would have driven out the runedead and repulsed the Aegonar! Instead we cower behind the walls of the city, waiting for our enemies to take us! This is your fault!”

His words stung. A more rational part of Hugh's mind remembered that the dire situation was Malaric’s fault, that Prince Everard might well have defeated the Aegonar if not for Malaric’s treachery and stupidity.

But most of Hugh’s mind blazed with anger.

“Damn it!” said Hugh. “We do not have bloody time to listen to your damned whining, Karlam! Get to the Outer Wall, now, or by all the gods I swear I’ll have you hanged!”

Karlam sneered, stepped back, and drew his sword.

“Traitor!” roared Hugh. “You would draw steel against your Prince?”

He heard noise from downstairs. His shouting would draw alarm. Well, let it! Hugh would cut down the traitorous Lord of Castle Rutagne…and then he could go to the walls and deal with his true foes.

“I will prove to Skalatan that I am the stronger!” hissed Karlam. “I will prove that I am the worthy instrument of Sepharivaim, not you!”

“Sepharivaim?” said Hugh. “Gods! You’re a San-keth proselyte!”

He drew his sword.

“Mather!” shouted Karlam.

The door behind him burst open, and a half-dozen men hurried into the hallway. They carried short swords and daggers and wore dark leather armor.

The sort of leather armor favored by the Skulls.

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