Linkershim (Sovereign of the Seven Isles: Book Six) by Wells David A

Author:Wells, David A [Wells, David A]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Alexander Publishing
Published: 2013-09-17T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

At first Wren had been timid about venturing out into the city without Isabel, but after several afternoons of cautious exploring, she came to understand that the soldiers would ignore her … at least most of the time. The first day a few gave her challenging looks, but she just kept her head down and tried to stay out of their way.

One soldier did bother her though. She caught him staring at her in the market. He looked familiar, though she couldn’t place where she’d seen him. The thing that really bothered her was the look of recognition on his face when she looked directly at him. He was gone a moment later.

On her third day of exploring, she decided to be bold and tried to enter the black tower. The big, armored man guarding the door just shook his head when he saw her coming. She didn’t press the issue.

Isabel had sent her to the market nearly every day with lists of things to buy. Phane had told the merchants that Isabel was to be given anything she wanted, with the exception of weapons or armor, and by extension, Wren was given nearly anything she asked for.

Mixed in with several new dresses for them both, Wren had obtained everything on Isabel’s list: packs, bedrolls, waterskins, belts, pouches, boots, cloaks, and two changes of sturdy clothes for each of them, along with cooking utensils and a bag of dried food.

She’d explored a portion of the city between their manor and the nearest wall. Most of the buildings were barracks, some were residential buildings with floor after floor of identical living quarters for workers, while others were warehouses and businesses.

She’d found a few places to hide and even a couple of abandoned passages, both leading to unused basement rooms under barracks buildings. From the decaying weapon racks lining the walls, it looked like the basements had once been used as armories. She had chosen a broken old cabinet within one of these rooms to hide the equipment that she’d gathered, adding to it a bit at a time to avoid suspicion.

She’d managed to steal a knife from the house kitchen, and although it was small and ill-suited to fighting, the blade was sharp and it fit neatly inside her boot.

Isabel had told her to keep her efforts a secret from everyone, even her, and Wren had dutifully, though reluctantly, obeyed. She wanted to tell Isabel about her progress, describe the musty old basement where she’d hidden the gear … she wanted to hear Isabel tell her that she’d done well, but she told herself that this was part of the growing up that Isabel said she needed to do. So she kept her work secret.

In the few weeks since she’d arrived, Wren had watched Isabel become more detached and distant, often waking in the night screaming, then crying quietly. More than anything, Wren wanted to help her, but she didn’t know how, and Isabel had begun to withdraw, seeming to spend as little time with her as possible.

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