Mystic by Robinson Garrett

Author:Robinson, Garrett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Legacy Books
Published: 2015-01-15T16:00:00+00:00

“LOREN OF THE FAMILY NELDA,” said Jordel. “I am surprised to find you here, though not surprised to find you in the hands of the King’s law.”

Xain had frozen beside her. Loren risked a glance at the wizard, hoping he had enough wisdom to remain silent and still. Though the fear was plain on his face, she saw no light in his eyes, and his hands did not move.

Jordel came around the table with Vivien at his side. The other Mystics turned to watch. The constables who had captured Loren and Xain clearly did not know what to make of this, for they stood still in confusion. Gillam, too, looked puzzled, though still angry and suspicious.

“What offense brings them to the King’s law?” said Jordel, addressing the constables. “Wait, I have a guess: thievery.”

“That is right enough, my lord,” said the constable. “Suspicion, anyway, though if you know them for the thieving kind it makes our job easier.”

“I am afraid you will have to grant them a pardon and release them into my care,” said Jordel, sighing as he looked at Loren. “Though they may not wish to come, I think they will prefer it to a cell.”

“Hold a moment!” said Gillam. “These two have stolen a purse of my coin, and I will not leave here without my justice.”

Jordel studied him. “I have no doubt they wronged you, though if I know this girl, it was not without some cause. Still, never let it be said the Mystics did not uphold the King’s law. Vivien, see to it.”

Vivien’s smile broadened. Loren might have taken that for a good sign, an indication that the Mystic woman bore them no ill will for the battle of magicks upon the Dragon’s Tail. But in Vivien’s eyes was a hunger, and a promise Loren could not identify.

From her cloak Vivien withdrew a purse of coins. This she threw to Gillam, who caught it in a clumsy hand and opened it. The purse looked twice as fat as the one Gem had taken, and within it Loren saw the gleam not of silver, but gold. Gillam stared, his jaw so slack it nearly struck his chest.

“That is far more than his purse held,” said Xain, fuming.

“I thought you said the woodsman was spinning tales,” said the constable who held his arm.

Xain’s face flushed, and Loren glared at him. “You call me a foolish girl,” she said, “yet you speak with the grace and skill of a horse. One with no legs, at that.”

“It is no great shame to be a poor liar,” said Xain, but he would not meet her gaze.

“Enough of this,” said Jordel. “We require haste—more than you know. Constable, leave them in my care.”

“I am not partial to thieves,” said the one who held Xain’s arm, and her grip tightened.

“All folk have their uses, if the cause is great enough,” said Jordel, with a look at Loren. “I will invoke my rights under the King’s law if I must, but I would rather you gave them to me with trust than by duty.

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