Death of a Darklord by Hamilton Laurell K

Author:Hamilton, Laurell K. [Hamilton, Laurell K.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Horror, Paranormal, Science Fiction
ISBN: 9780786959570
Goodreads: 11501256
Publisher: Wizards of the Coast
Published: 1995-06-01T07:00:00+00:00

tHe NeXt mORNINg, tHe SKY WaS aN UNReLIeVeD white that promised snow. Beneath that sky came Elaine’s horse, wandering back into camp without the slightest hint of apology for nearly breaking the girl’s back. There was a gleam in its eyes that said it would be happy to give it another try. Elaine had hoped it had been eaten by wolves.

Thordin spooned stew into thick pockets of bread that he had made to hold the stew. It was an invention of his from his homeland. He called them “kangaroo sandwiches.” A much younger Elaine had asked what a kangaroo was, and his description had been so funny, she hadn’t believed him. Carrying its young around in a pouch, indeed. It was a tale to enthrall travelers who could never check one’s story. But she, like all the others, dutifully called them kangaroo sandwiches.

Elaine sat on a log by the fire, Blaine beside her. He was on his second sandwich. Silvanus and Averil sat across the fire, eyeing the morning fare.

“How are you this morning?” Elaine asked.

“I feel quite myself again.” Silvanus gave her a small nod.

Konrad had convinced the strangers not to mention anything to Jonathan of Elaine’s new talent, fearing that one more magical ability would make the mage-finder send her packing. Elaine had told no one of what she and Jonathan had discussed before the fire last night. She doubted Jonathan could think less of her than he already did, nor she of him.

Fredric and Randwulf reclined before the fire, wrapped thickly against the cold. Konrad had bandaged the wounds that still bled. Silvanus had been too weak to heal them yesterday, so Elaine had volunteered, but the elf thought she was too new. He had helped her heal himself. Neither of the warriors could do that.

Fredric took a small bite of the kangaroo sandwich. He rolled it around, tasting. Then a broad smile spread across his face. “This is wonderful.” He finished the rest in three bites. Randwulf matched him, bite for bite. Being wounded clearly hadn’t affected their appetites.

The elf and his daughter took smaller bites, but seemed to enjoy the food. Anyone who had eaten Blaine’s dinner of gray stuffing, herb-sauced sausages, and rock-cake cookies was grateful for the simpler but more edible meal. Thordin had no gourmet pretensions, but he could cook anything and make it tasty. On really long trips, it was best not to ask what was in the stew. There were some meats that, despite their pleasant flavor, turned the knowing stomach.

Elaine glanced back at Silvanus. There was something different about him, some change overnight that her eyes noticed but her mind could not make sense of. What was it? Something had changed in his appearance. Not that she had become an expert on what elves, even this particular elf, should look like.

Silvanus had no trouble eating the sandwiches one-handed. Had Thordin made them knowing the wounded could eat them easily? Probably. Thordin was thoughtful and courteous, when he could be so quietly.

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