Last Sword Of Power by David Gemmell

Author:David Gemmell [Gemmell, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Historical, Fantasy
Published: 2010-11-05T23:00:00+00:00

'We had a boy and a girl. The boy died of the red plague when he was three, but my daughter survived. She is a handsome lass; she is pregnant now, and hoping for a boy-child.'

'Are you happy, Prasamaccus?'

'I am alive . . . and the sun shines. I have no complaints, Culain. You?'

'I think that I am content. Tell me, has there been any word of Maedhlyn?'

'No. He and Uther parted company some years ago. I do not know the rights and wrongs of it, but it began when Maedhlyn said his magic could not discover where you hid with Laitha. Uther believed it was his loyalty to you that prevented him giving aid.'

'It was not,' said Revelation. 'I used my stone to shield us.'

Prasamaccus smiled. 'I am sorry about the hound. I wished we had never discovered you. But Uther was my King, and my friend. I could not betray him.'

'I bear no ill-will, my friend. I just wish you had searched a little harder after we leapt from the cliff.'

'Why so?'

'Uther's son was waiting in the cave. Laitha bore the child there and it survived.'

The colour drained from the old Brigante's face. 'A son? Are you sure it was Uther's?'

'Without the slightest doubt. He was raised among the Saxons - they found him by the hound and her pups and they called him Daemonsson. Once you see him, there will be no doubt in your mind. He is the image of Uther.'

'We should fetch him here. He should be the new King.'

'No,' said Revelation sharply. 'He is not ready. Say nothing of this to Gwal or any other man. When the time is right, Uther himself will acknowledge him.'

'If the King lives,' whispered Prasamaccus.

'We are here to see that he does.'

'Two elderly warriors and an immortal seeking to die? Not the most awe-inspiring force to be mustered in this Land of Mist!'

Gwalchmai returned just as the sun was setting and Revelation and Prasamaccus joined him in the King's apartments.

'Well?' asked Revelation.

The white-haired Cantii shrugged. "The guard said that when the mist struck, his sword was in its scabbard, but when he awoke it was beside the King. What of it?'

Revelation smiled. 'It means that Uther killed the beast with the guard's gladius. What does that suggest to you?'

Gwalchmai's eyes brightened. 'He did not have his Sword.'

'Exactly. He knew what they had come for and hid the blade where they could not find it. Therefore they took him alive ... for torture.'

'Can you torture a soul?' asked Prasamaccus.

'Better than you can a body,' Revelation answered. 'Think of the inner pain you have suffered over the death of a loved one - is it not greater than any physical wound?'

'What can we do, Culain?' whispered Gwalchmai, his gaze resting on the still body of the King he had served for a quarter of a century.

'First we must protect the body, secondly find the Sword of Power.'

'It could be anywhere,' said Prasamaccus.

'Worse,' admitted Revelation, 'it could be anything.'

'I do not understand you,' the Cantii said.

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