(eng) Jonathan Moeller - Sevenfold Sword 01 by Champion

Author:Champion [Champion]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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Calliande watched the others approach.

She suspected she knew what they were going to ask.

Tamlin looked resolved, as he always did. The stocky red-haired man next to him had to be Sir Aegeus, whom Calliande had glimpsed during the fight. The older knight must be Sir Parmenio, who had no wish to command the host even though he had the right. And the young woman…

To her surprise, Calliande felt a flicker of dislike go through her.

Certainly, she had no rational reason to dislike Kalussa Pendragon. Calliande had not spoken more than a few words to her, the girl had conducted herself well during the battle, and Ridmark had said she was a young woman of surprising nerve.

No. Calliande had no rational reason to dislike Kalussa. It wasn’t even the simple fact that she was younger and prettier.

It was the fact that she was younger and prettier and had spent the last day and night traveling alone with Ridmark.

The pettiness of the emotion disgusted Calliande. She trusted Ridmark. She had never doubted him while he had been away on campaign, and she ought not to start now. But it had been a long time since Calliande and Ridmark had lain together. Ridmark was a man of iron will and unyielding determination, but he was still a man of flesh and blood, a man who had not shared a bed with his wife in months.

And Kalussa was very pretty.

Perhaps in a moment of weakness, Ridmark had…

Angry at herself, Calliande pushed the idea out of her head.

“Lord Ridmark,” said Tamlin with a polite bow.

“Sir Tamlin,” said Ridmark. “Lady Kalussa. And I assume you are…Sir Aegeus and Sir Parmenio?”

“You have the right of it, sir,” said Aegeus. He seemed cheerful, despite their grim circumstances. Sir Aegeus struck Calliande as a happy brawler, the sort of man who enjoyed a good fight just as much as getting drunk with his friends. Likely he was a bad influence on Tamlin. Or maybe Tamlin was a bad influence on him.

“Aye, Lord Ridmark,” said Parmenio. He was much more reserved and collected than the others. Calliande suspected that as the oldest Arcanius Knight, he ought to have taken command of the hoplites, but he didn’t seem the kind of man who liked to put himself forward. Perhaps that was just as well. A lot of harm had been done by men whose ambition exceeded their abilities.

“That sword you carry, sir,” said Aegeus. “A soulblade, it is called?”

“You are correct, Sir Aegeus,” said Calliande. Out of old habit, the calm reserve of the Keeper came to her. If they were going to ask the men of Owyllain for help, best not to show any weakness in front of them. And if the men of Owyllain wanted to ask for help, then it was definitely a good idea not to show any weakness. “Five centuries ago, as the urdmordar besieged Tarlion, the Keeper of Andomhaim traveled to Cathair Solas to ask help of the high elves. The archmage Ardrhythain forged the

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