05 The Assassins Edge by Mckenna Juliet E

Author:Mckenna, Juliet E [E, Mckenna, Juliet]
Format: epub
Published: 2010-04-10T21:07:19.048000+00:00

Suthyfer, Sentry Island, 7th of For-Summer I do not see that you have the authority to tell me I cannot come." Temar silently cursed whatever god had made Halice taller than him. "We've made our plan and you agreed it." Sat on a crude bench outside the cabin, the level strokes of her whetstone didn't vary as the mercenary sharpened her sword. "Changing horses midstream is a quick and stupid way to drown. Yes, Pered?" "Sketches of the enchanters." The artist waved a sheaf of parchment scraps. "I've done my best from Guinalle's descriptions." Halice nodded. "Given them to Minare and Rosarn. Tell Vaspret I want to see him, if you get a chance." Pered swept a mock salute and sauntered off. "If I come with you, I can lead another assault." Temar wasn't going to give up that easily. "Leading assaults isn't your job," said Halice bluntly. "You're not leading a cohort any more, you're leading a colony." "With every man we can muster, we could finish this tonight," cried Temar. "Kill Muredarch and have done." "You're forgetting those enchanters," Halice chided. "We're hitting the stockade, that's all." She tilted the blade to catch the firelight and studied the edge. "I'd like to string Muredarch up by his pizzle for what he did to Naldeth, but all in good time, my lad. Tonight we free as many prisoners as we can and then we run before those enchanters have their hands off their tools long enough to wonder where their boots are." Halice held the heavy sword's hilt easily in her broad hand and very carefully shaved a little swathe through the dark hairs on her forearm. "As soon as Livak tells us Ilkehan's dead, we'll make Elietimm and pirates both sorry they ever set eyes on each other." What if Ilkehan couldn't be killed? Temar was trying to find the words to ask this without risking rebuke when Usara came out of the cabin. "Could you keep the noise down?" the wizard asked with terse politeness. "Guinalle's overtired and overwrought. You two bickering out here is the last thing she needs." "How's Naldeth?" asked Halice. "Asleep." The wizard looked weary to the bone. "If you can get anything more out of Guinalle than `he's as well as can be expected' let me know." "Are the pirates still convinced there's no way we can reach them at night?" Halice demanded. Usara nodded. "Them and the enchanters as well, apparently." "Then she should sleep while we go and prove them wrong." Halice slid her sword into its sheath. "Temar, tell Guinalle we'll need her rested if we bring back wounded. She might take heed of that. Darni!" The burly warrior was a little way down the beach, mercenaries and sailors gathered round him. "She says she can't rest in case Naldeth suffers some crisis." Usara's thoughts were still inside the hut with Guinalle. "He's lost so much blood, she's worried she'll have to strengthen his heart again. I could do that much with wizardry but she won't even let me try.

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