The Immortal Knight Chronicles Box Set by Dan Davis

Author:Dan Davis [Davis, Dan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2018-11-14T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen – Tree of Knowledge

My cage was stronger than I. The bars were flattened iron strips, half an inch thick. They crisscrossed each other so close that they formed squares barely wider than my fist. Where they crossed, they were riveted together.

As soon as I was alone, I gripped every piece of iron in that cage in turn, pushed, heaved, and sweated trying to bend it. I braced my shoulders against one side and pushed at the other with my arms, feet, knees.

The small door was the most obvious weak point. But the cunning smiths had reinforced that section. The hinges were hidden behind plates on the outside of the bars. The door overlapped the bars perfectly and the bolts securing it ran the whole depth and width of the cage where they were locked into the stone floor and the timbers on either side.

Nothing would budge.

All I managed was to tear off a couple of the more important fingernails and leave my shoulders and hands bruised.

I sat. The strips of bars on the bottom fitted into recessed, carved sections in the stone floor.

There were other lines carved into the stone, lines that ran from the cage floor and out into the cave, meeting in a carved depression by the table in the centre.

I wondered what they had been thinking of constructing when those lines hard been carved into the stone. Perhaps, I thought, they had intended a larger cage or one with a triangular point stretching in front but I could not conceive why they would do such a thing.

As I have mentioned before, I have no gift for creative thinking, nor logic neither.

All I really noticed was that the base of my cage was comfortable and I settled into it.

Little John said the thing had been made especially for me. I supposed I should have felt honoured to require such a thoroughly impregnable gaol.

I strained to hear of any noise coming from the room beyond, where William had called out to Marian. Had he been making a jest, in order to wound me? If Marian was in there, where was Eva?

William had said he held her so that her father would come to save her. But why would he? She had betrayed him by fleeing with me and staying by my side and in my bed. Surely, he would not come to save her.

Unless, she had never betrayed him at all. Perhaps Jocelyn had been correct. Perhaps Eva had always been spying on me for the archbishop, sending to him messages of my whereabouts and intentions.

But I could make no sense of it.

I reflected upon my own stupidity for some time. I considered carefully how inadequate was my ability for planning. I ruminated on the sour knowledge that I had only ever succeeded in ventures requiring a sword and shield and an enemy standing directly before me.

Jocelyn was not a complicated man but I was sure even he could outwit me. Anselm came from the best stock

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