Mortalis by Salvatore R. A

Author:Salvatore, R. A. [Salvatore, R. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Science Fiction, Adventure
ISBN: 9780345430427
Amazon: 0345430425
Goodreads: 239068
Publisher: Random House Inc
Published: 2000-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

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MIDALIS AND HIS SOLDIERS, AL’U’MET and his crew, Agronguerre and the brothers of St. Belfour, and Andacanavar and the Alpinadorans kept a solemn vigil over Bruinhelde for the next few days.

And then, one quiet afternoon, the barbarian leader came out of the tent, limping badly but with the same determined expression that had earned him the position of respect among his clansmen.

Once again, Brother Dellman was reminded of how wisely Abbot Agronguerre had chosen, for Bruinhelde made a point of going to the old monk and warmly clasping his hand. Agronguerre had been spoken of as a potential healer for the wounded Church, and it seemed to Dellman as if they could not have found a better candidate.

The Alpinadorans hosted a great mead hall celebration that night—it never ceased to amaze the Vanguardsmen just how much of the drink these men could carry around with them!

All were in attendance, a night without tension, as Bruinhelde made a point of dismissing any thoughts of blame against Al’u’met or his men.

Brother Dellman, like everyone else in attendance, drank heartily, and it seemed to him as if his mug was more quickly filled—by both Brother Haney and Liam O’Blythe—than any of the others. He thought little of it, though, just enjoyed the drink; and by the time Liam and Haney came to him and took him by the arms, explaining that he looked as if he needed a walk in the nighttime air, the young brother was in no condition to argue.

They brought him out and walked him along the beach, down to the shore, and there they remained for a long time, as the moon Sheila made her slow pass overhead and the roars of laughter and cheers from the mead hall gradually diminished.

Leaning on the powrie boat, Dellman started to nod off, but then awakened, harshly, as Liam O’Blythe splashed a mug full of cold seawater in his face.

“What?” the monk sputtered.

“We know that ye came out to tell us o’ the College,” Brother Haney began, and only then did Dellman begin to understand how in league these two truly were. “And to take us there, so ye say.”

“But what else’re ye for, Brother Dellman?” Liam O’Blythe insisted.

Dellman, still groggy from the drink, looked at them both incredulously.

“Oh, tell us, ye fool, and be done with it,” Brother Haney prompted. “Ye came to spy on Abbot Agronguerre, didn’t ye?”

“Spy?”

“What’re ye about, Brother Dellman?” Haney went on. “Ye tell us or we’ll put ye in the water.”

Dellman straightened and blinked the grogginess out of his bloodshot eyes. “Indeed,” he said indignantly, eyeing the young Haney directly.

“Not to be hurtin’ ye, just to cool ye off a bit,” the other monk replied.

“Ye came to see what he was about,” Liam O’Blythe reasoned. “That’s me thinkin’, and me Prince’s, too. So what’re ye about, mysterious Brother Dellman? Why’d yer abbot send ye halfway around the kingdom?”

Dellman merely shrugged, and his lack of denial spoke volumes.

“And what will ye tell yer abbot?” Brother Haney demanded, coming forward, but he hesitated, for now Brother Dellman was grinning.

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