Herald of the Nine by Tiger Hebert

Author:Tiger Hebert [Hebert, Tiger]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brightblade Press
Published: 2020-06-18T22:00:00+00:00

11

Words of Treason

Vacinne led the way down the busy corridor. Dozens of other Wardens were all around them, but everyone was too busy or pre-occupied to even give them a second thought.

Perfect.

Vacinne took the next right, followed by another right. It wasn’t long before her knuckles were pounding on the wooden door of her uncle’s quarters. The door swung open. Vichont LeDroux, in the full Warden’s regalia, stood before them. Renlar studied the older man’s face. It had been years since he’d seen it. The pale skinned man looked like he remembered, just older. His long narrow face was covered with short gray stubble. His blue eyes weren’t quite as bright as they once were, but they were the same ones that Renlar felt looking down upon him all those years ago.

“Vacinne!” said her uncle with a smile.

“We need to come in,” said Vacinne, her voice grave.

“What’s going on?” he asked with concern.

“We can talk inside,” said Vacinne as she shot a nervous glance away over her shoulder.

Vichont pulled the door open and stepped aside, “Come in, come in.”

Renlar and Vacinne stepped into his quarters. The old man’s quarters were at least twice the size of Vacinne’s, perhaps even more. The quarters were cozy and meticulously put in order.

The door was pushed closed behind them. Vichont said, “Vacinne, what’s this all about?”

She turned to her uncle and said, “You’re going to need to sit down for this.”

The man’s expression grew weary, but he took her advice and settled into a well-worn rocker near the unlit fireplace.

“Very well, but you know I don’t enjoy the suspense, so be out with it,” he said.

“There is corruption in the temple. The Grand Master is consorting with demons,” she blurted.

Vichont’s expression flashed anger and fear. “Vacinne, you can’t speak like that! Those are treasonous accusations if—”

“If she was wrong,” interjected Renlar. “And she is not.”

“And who in the Nine Hells are you?” snapped Vichont.

“Uncle, this is Renlar Demas. I hired him to help in my mission, and quite frankly, he’s the only reason I’m still alive!” she exclaimed.

“Renlar Demas,” said Vichont. “I remember you now. Another Hellborn, unfit for service in the Wardens.”

Renlar bit back anger as it started to swell within him.

Vacinne snapped, “Uncle, stop it! This is not a game. Jherenon is planning to launch a demonic invasion for the Nine.”

“Words like that will get you hung, or worse,” warned Vichont.

“We witnessed it!”

Vichont asked, “Witnessed what?”

“Jherenon sent me to find Masoc Bastoc and his missing company. We found them alright. Masoc was holed up in the sewers of Drenamere. He was in possession of an Immortal Heart, and he killed his company to allow demons to feed on them to gain their strength.”

Vichont shook his head, “A rogue Warden does not prove anything.”

“Uncle, he was taking orders from Jherenon! He was opening the rifts in service of the Grand Master,” replied Vacinne, the frustration clear in her voice.

“What other proof do you have?”

“When we started closing in on Masoc’s trail, Jherenon was all of a sudden commanding me to abort the mission.

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