Lord Soth (The Warriors) by Edo Van Belkom

Author:Edo Van Belkom [Van Belkom, Edo]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9780786963416
Publisher: Wizards of the Coast Publishing
Published: 2012-06-19T00:00:00+00:00

“Take these up to the maids’ chambers,” said the head laundress, a large, stout woman with arms as thick as those of some men. “And these go to the Lord’s chambers.”

The maid chewed her bottom lip to stop herself from saying unkind words to the laundress. Reminding her not to mix up the stacks was an insult to her intelligence because there was little chance that anyone could ever mistake the two. The stack which had grayed slightly and had been repaired by numerous patches was obviously for the maids’ chambers while the newer, whiter linens were surely reserved for the lord and lady of the keep. Even a child could tell the two apart.

Mirrel Martlin, had been a maid in Dargaard Keep for the past year and a half and she was growing tired of being a maid in every sense of the word. While she didn’t, mind doing the work that was required of her—she was a maid after all—she knew she was destined for better things. Many nights she dreamed of being one of milady’s personal maids, or Mishakal be praised, a lady-in-waiting. When she told others of her hopes and aspirations, they simply dismissed them as being the wild fantasies of a young girl. But she remained undaunted by this, knowing in her heart that these aspirations were not fantasies, but dreams. Dreams, she knew, sometimes came true.

Maybe she would be the lucky one.

“Now don’t get them confused,” said the laundress, already moving onto another matter.

Again Mirrel chewed her bottom lip. “No ma’am.”

The laundress didn’t answer.

Mirrel carried the linens through the keep and reached the maids’ chambers. She heard voices coming from down the hall and wished she had someone to talk to. A friendly presence might make even the task of putting away the linens seem almost pleasant.

When she was done, she picked up the linens destined for the lord’s chambers and walked down the hall in the direction from which she heard voices. She considered entering the room and perhaps greeting the maids inside when she saw that the door was closed.

Or at least, almost closed but for a tiny crack.

Mirrel could now clearly hear the voices coming from inside the room, one female, the other male.

This was curious because men were rarely seen in this part of the keep. She peered through the crack and was surprised to see the lord of the keep sitting next to the elf-maid he’d rescued on the way to Palanthas.

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