Bone Lord by Dante King

Author:Dante King [King, Dante]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-22T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

We rolled on down the track leading to the cathedral. The grounds, with their beautifully kept gardens, were dark and silent but for a few pockets of guards carrying burning torches. Since we were dressed in Cathedral Guard tabards, no one paid any attention to us, and we didn’t get close enough for them to get a good look at our faces.

“So far, so good,” I whispered to Grast as I walked alongside the wagon, as if I was escorting him. “We just need to get to the cellar, then, your job is done. Thanks for helping us get this far.”

“It’s been a pleasure, Lord Chauzec, but my nerves are bloody shot after that last encounter. I thought those bastards were going to carve my face up like a bloody pumpkin for sure. I need a good shot of Yorish brandy after that, I do.”

He took a liberal swig from his wineskin and offered it to me, but I refused. I needed my wits about me for the coming fight.

We eventually got the wagon to the rear of the cathedral, where a large ramp led down to the cellar. There were a couple of guards stationed there, but they didn’t look too closely at us, and Grast and I kept our faces turned away from them where we could.

“Where’d that wagon come from?” yelled one guard from a few dozen yards away. “And what’s in the load?”

“Just arrived from one of the vineyards!” I shouted back. “The best fucking wine in the bishopric is what’s in it. And you know how much His Holiness loves his sacred grape juice, eh?”

The guard chuckled, completely unaware that he was conversing with an enemy. “Aye, that old bastard drinks it like water, he does. I’ll get some slaves to help unload it. Looks like there must be a hundred bloody barrels in that thing.”

“Don’t worry about it!” I yelled back. “We’ve got some slaves with us. They’re in there with the load. Just go open the cellar door for us if you could, and we’ll back this thing up and start unloading.”

The guard trudged down the ramp and unlocked the doors at the bottom, while Grast maneuvered the oxen around so that he could back the wagon down the ramp, which was only just wide enough to accommodate it.

“You need any more help?” yelled the guard from the bottom of the ramp as we began to back the wagon down it, inch by cautious inch.

“No, we’ve got it all under control!” I shouted back. “Now, get back to your post!”

“All right, ” he grumbled. “Assholes,” he added under his breath as he passed us. We both looked away as he did, pretending to adjust various things on the wagon so that he wouldn’t get a look at our faces.

Another benefit of backing the huge wagon down the ramp was that it served to pretty much completely block it off from the outside. Once we started our battle inside the cathedral, the soldiers

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