Judgment at Verdant Court by M.C. Planck

Judgment at Verdant Court by M.C. Planck

Author:M.C. Planck
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781633882300
Publisher: Pyr
Published: 2019-01-25T00:00:00+00:00


Riding into the fort, Christopher felt a weight being lifted from his shoulders. At first he thought it was the welcome he got from his men, but then he understood that it was that his men were still fit to welcome him. He had left them in the Wild, and in his absence they had tamed it. The road was lined with gravel, the ring of clear ground had been expanded around the walls, and the buildings inside were now solid logs instead of hastily assembled branches and twigs.

Disa embraced Gregor fervently, and he returned it, but only for a moment. Then both of them came to listen to the officer’s report.

“Aside from crocodiles, we have seen nothing worth shooting since you left. Though we rode only close patrols.”

Christopher nodded in satisfaction before realizing what the good news implied. “I guess we’ll have to expand the range of our patrols. And,” he sighed, “put myself and Gregor in the random rotation. D’Kan and Torme, too.” As miserable as the duty sounded, Christopher knew he’d get soft and useless if he didn’t carry his share of the load.

“I ride with the Vicar,” Cannan said.

Christopher nodded, accepting the limitation. “We’ll wear regular uniforms, and ride with different men each time. Hopefully they won’t be able to pick us out.”

“Then you won’t be riding Royal or Balance,” Karl said. “Just as well; we’ll save their strength for the real battles.”

“And when will those be?” Christopher asked.

Karl shook his head. “The enemy has been soundly beaten. They will not return without overwhelming force.”

Christopher was pretty sure that was exactly what several thousand ulvenmen were supposed to have been.

Torme nodded in agreement. “Then we must take the fight to them, before they build that strength. Our patrols must go deep, to harry them and provoke a response before they wish to give it.”

Lalania was wrong. He wasn’t surrounded by theologians; he was surrounded by strategists. He felt like he should tell her that. She would probably find it comforting.



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