The Darkslayer: Book 04 - Danger and the Druid by Craig Halloran

Author:Craig Halloran [Halloran, Craig]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Two-Ten Book Press
Published: 2013-01-09T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 31

The Nest had many wonders one would never imagine … a secret city beneath the golden thrones above. Not many men, or women for that matter, knew of its existence. Even the highest ranking Royals in the City of Three did not know of the location, nor did they care. But there it was: private, quiet, with as many amenities in its crowded nooks as the world above, except for the burning suns and eerie moons. As a matter of fact, it would be a great place to live, if it wasn’t full of thieves.

That bothered Lefty as he hurried alongside Master Gillem with a nervous look in his eye and a rapid little heart pounding behind his breast. The novelty of stealing had begun to wear off. It was one thing to make a few ends meet and quite another having to do it against one’s own free will. He rubbed his running nose. Something about the moldy air in the dank city bothered him.

“Gillem,” he said, “are we going to see Palos now?”

“Prince Palos,” Gillem responded, strutting the streets in a long gait, nodding to all of the cohorts they passed by.

The last few hours had been out of the ordinary. Something was going on, and every crooked spine in the Nest had an urgent gesture about it. Whatever was going on, Lefty wasn’t being filled in.

He pulled at the long sleeve of Gillem’s cotton white shirt and said, “Will you tell me something? What's going on?”

Gillem rubbed his blond locks with his skinny, man-sized fingers that reminded Lefty of Melegal. “Lefty Lightfoot, now is the time to be silent, follow and listen. Yes, something is going on, but that is no matter to us. We serve the Prince of Thieves, and that is all that matters. He will tell us what we can worry about and what we cannot. Now come along.”

Lefty didn’t like the sound of that. He rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, but they wouldn’t go away, not since he'd seen the trove of bodies in their watery graves. He knew, right then and there, he had to make a change. But how? Palos would kill him, of that much he was certain. The Prince of Thieves had made that perfectly clear on more than one occasion. What would Melegal do? When will Venir get back? He had convinced himself he wouldn’t need them anymore, but on days like this he was reminded how much he did.

“Come on, Lad. We don’t need to make the Prince mad,” Gillem said as they entered the tavern home of Palos. Gillem didn’t offer a single word to the handful of patrons as they made their way up the steps to the balcony.

There stood Thorn, tall and gruesome, big arms crossed over his broad chest, short swords dangling on his hips, blocking the door to Palos’s haphazard throne room. Behind Thorn, leaning on the balcony rail, was the other man, small crossbow in hand, toothpick dangling from his mouth, whose name Lefty did not yet know.

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