(eng) Jonathan Moeller - Sevenfold Sword 07 by Sorceress

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

Chapter 13: Regeneration

They spent the rest of the day traveling north, following the road laid down by the ancient gray elves. The sight of every hill and mountain brought back bad memories for Tamlin. He remembered stumbling along this road in chains, the dvargir slavers moving up and down the line with whips to keep their captives moving. He remembered weeping for his mother, remembered wishing for death.

Death hadn’t come. There had been years of torment instead.

Tamlin regretted ever coming back to these damned hills.

But there hadn’t been much choice, had there? He was a Companion of King Hektor and an Arcanius Knight. He had his duty to his King and his Order, and that duty had brought him here, far from the borders of Owyllain, to the foothills of the Tower Mountains.

Where, as it happened, his mother had brought Tamlin and Tysia to grow up.

He wondered why.

And if all went well, he might get to ask her in person tomorrow.

Tamlin tried to keep the fear and the bad memories from his mind with limited success. It helped that they were in a dangerous place, that he had to remain vigilant and watch for foes. It also helped that Tamara was with him, and her presence helped keep the shadows from festering inside his mind. He needed to keep his mind clear to defend her if the need arose.

And, if he was honest with himself, the stark bafflement over their new traveling companion helped.

Tamlin wasn’t sure what to make of Selene.

Third was taciturn, grim, almost dour at times, and generally only spoke when necessary. Tamlin attributed that to her time as an urdhracos, though she seemed somewhat more relaxed since the victory at Cathair Caedyn. Selene, on the other hand, was downright loquacious. Tamlin supposed that Selene’s close knowledge of the Masked One and the Maledicti would make her an invaluable ally, but the woman liked to talk, sometimes about nothing at all.

For that matter, she didn’t seem quite sane, but then she had been an urdhracos for a quarter of a century.

“No, Lord Ridmark’s done this before,” murmured Tamara when Tamlin mentioned it to him. Ahead, Selene burst out laughing at one of Magatai’s tales. “In Cathair Selenias, I asked him how many of his friends tried to kill him on the day they met him.”

Tamlin blinked. “Does that happen to him often?”

“He had to stop to think about it, so…apparently it does,” said Tamara.

“Well,” said Tamlin, “there was Calem. He tried to kill us twice. And Krastikon at the Battle of the Plains. Third tried to kill him when she was still an urdhracos. I think some of his friends in Andomhaim tried to kill him as well. Odd way to meet people."

Tamara raised an eyebrow and smiled. “Compared to how we met? I had never seen you before, but I knew you as well as I know myself.”

“You may have a point,” conceded Tamlin.

“I think we can trust Selene,” said Tamara. “She clearly hates the Maledicti and wants to repay them for her suffering.

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