Immortalibus Bella by SL Figuhr

Author:SL Figuhr
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-19T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

The enraged shout was all the warning Saizar had before his arms were pinned behind him by two of his fellow guards. Jake stood before him, red of face, and gut-punched him. His breath whooshed out. If he hadn’t been prevented from doing so, he would have doubled over in pain.

“I’s should sell youse to slavers meself for what youse done,” Jake struck the man’s jaw. “Youse my man,”—punch—“not some lackey for a bitch of a disgraced noble!” Punch.

Saizar could do nothing but struggle, hoping his attackers’ grip would loosen so he could mitigate the anger of the man before him as a cold, icy dread filled his belly. “Your pardons, ugh,” he grunted at a blow, “sheriff. It sounded a reasonable request.” He couldn’t speak after another forceful punch to his gut.

The sheriff got a fistful of black hair, yanking his man’s head back to bring their faces so close he was spitting on the other. “How many times do I’s gots to tell youse. Youse only ask questions of stuff I’s tell youse too. Anybodies brings questions, complaints, or anythings, youse tell me first. Youse don’t go promising to look inta it.” A flurry of punches to the face and body followed.

Saizar rocked with each blow, felt his nose break, spilling warm blood. He wasn’t sure how long the beating went on, but found himself free on hands and knees, his blood dripping to mingle with the dirtencrusted wood floor.

Jake snorted, spitting before he walked away to the far end of the barracks with the two men who had helped. Saizar kept his head down, turning it to the side as the men stopped to talk in low voices between themselves. Snatches of conversation floated back to him as he tried to breathe and determine if any ribs had been broken.

The voices moved off, down the stairs. Saizar didn’t like what he’d overheard. He had to discover what they were planning, no matter how hurt he was.

As Saizar shadowed the traitor, he wondered how much good he was doing as a lawman. He was only allowed to continue because Jake needed a scapegoat, someone to lull the commoners into thinking themselves guarded by good men, and not a pack of wolves.

I am spit upon, treated with derision, fear, and hatred. I need to bring proof of who supports the sheriff to the king, without losing my life.Saizar had ridden out early, while it was still light, in the hopes that he’d find the place he sought more easily; the valleys could be tricky— more so when dark—and risky, with all the outlaws and bandits plaguing the area. The sheriff’s man left all known roads behind. He rode through forest, following one branch of the river. He had thought he was making good progress, but now, he wasn’t sure. It was pitch black beneath the evergreens and trees, some still had a few leaves clinging.

The sound of rough voices floated on a breeze. He stopped his mount, listening. The valleys could distort sound and the distance it travelled.

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