Paint it Black: 4 (The Black Knight Chronicles) by Hartness John G

Author:Hartness, John G. [Hartness, John G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bell Bridge Books
Published: 2013-10-14T18:30:00+00:00

It was hard to argue with him, especially since I’d been preaching “top of the food chain” to Greg for a couple decades now, but the callous way he talked about humans didn’t sit well with me. “I’ll pass, thanks. I don’t drink with cannibals.”

His eyes went cold, and his ears stood erect on top of his head. “Not a cannibal, little Sanguine. Far from cannibal. Yes, I eat human. I eat many unintelligent species. Fish, human, cow, fowl. But I am no more human than you are, no matter how much we may appear to be. And what do you eat now? Humans. All enlightened species dine on the ones below them, it is the way of the universe.”

I started to say something, but Greg put a hand on my arm. “Of course, Doctor. It is the way of the predator, after all.”

“Exactly. I see you are much more evolved than your skinny friend.”

“I’ve been saying that for years. Now, if we wanted to try this stew, where would we go?” I shot Greg a look, but he tightened his grip on my forearm, and I shut up. I might have whimpered a little, but I didn’t speak. He had a helluva grip.

The little doctor’s ears twitched as he thought about the best deli for human stew in the Goblin Market. I shook my head at my life. After a few seconds, he nodded and said, “You must go to the source. Your first taste of human stew should not be repackaged by some peddler, but straight from the chef himself. Marty, you know where the chef’s tent is?”

Marty’s head snapped up far too quickly for anyone who was actually sleeping, so I had no doubt the little lizard had been listening to everything. He said, “Yes, Doctor, I know it. It is near the center of the Market, the cook tent with dozens and dozens of tables, all full of goblins and trolls and orcs munching on nummy nummy human stew! Makes me hungry just remembering how to get there!” He rolled over on his back and patted his belly in a little rhythm.

“Thank you, Doctor. We appreciate all your help.” Greg started to stand, but the little doctor whipped out an arm and yanked him back to his cushion faster than I could see. Greg glanced over at me and made a calming gesture. Didn’t work.

“Is there a problem, Doctor?” I asked quietly, reaching slowly for my KA-BAR.

“No problem, only the small matter of payment. I have performed a service, I deserve recompense. Would you not agree?”

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