Kyrik_Warlock Warrior Book 1_Kyrik Sword & Sorcery by Gardner Francis Fox

Author:Gardner Francis Fox [Fox, Gardner Francis]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Gardner Francis Fox Library
Published: 2017-08-26T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

He stared into those gray eyes.

“Wizardry?”

“What else?” Her smooth shoulders shrugged. “This sorcerer of Devadonides is powerful. Jokaline, his name is. He has placed many spells here and there about the castle. I learned of this from an imp that I caught trying to slip into my own world to do me harm."

She smiled cruelly. "He was sorry, afterward. But his tongue ran as does one of your mountain freshets, when he saw there was no hope. Now this I know: that if you think to become a guardsman, to come close to Devadonides and slay him—think no more of it. Those traps would close on you, you'd be whisked off into some region where even I might not help you. We goddesses, we demon lords and ladies, have only so much power, you know."

Kyrik scowled blackly. "I gave my word to aid Aryalla in her quest for vengeance. I won't abandon it."

Illis sighed, “I know. You’re a proud man. I’ll do what I can, naturally. Since you brought the Lust-stone back, I can come and go in your world as once I did, when the name of Kyrik was a power in the land. My worry is, that power may not be enough where the incantations of Jokaline are concerned."

"Then I'll put my trust in Bluefang." She pouted as might a human woman. "I will help, I will. But the way will not be as easy as you hoped. I should be with you at all times, you know. But how can I be? I can scarce walk through Tantagol City by your side. Besides," and here her mouth curved with hidden laughter, "you already have two girls at daggers' points over you."

He grunted. "If you had your sword. . ." He scowled at her. “Bluefang?"

“Yes, Bluefang. Go fetch it here." He rose, put her down on the cold marble bench. "I'll be back—very soon."

"Oh, Kyrik," she mocked. "So easily? Can you walk along the corridors of these dungeons and come and go as you please? Aren't you afraid of a dagger?”

"There are ways," he laughed. He walked across the room to a narrow door on one side of the chamber. This he opened, the rusted lock squealing protestingly, and stood a moment to stare back at her. His stare feasted on her nude beauty, which she knew well enough for she preened for him, flushing a little. Then he turned and closed the door and walked along a narrow way between thick stone walls until he came to a section of that wall which opened, after a time, to his fingers' grip.

He stepped into the outer corridor and walked confidently forward toward the guards room.

To his surprise, it was empty. His great sword was inside the sack on the floor. He reached for it, drew out his weapons belt, buckled that thick leather belt about his lean middle. A moment he stood, head bent in thought.

The guards officer would have become curious that the three men and their prisoner had not yet appeared.

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