The Lord of Ireland by E M Powell

The Lord of Ireland by E M Powell

Author:E M Powell [Powell, E M]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503951938
Published: 2016-04-05T05:00:00+00:00


‘We’re almost there.’ With his cloak pulled over his face and neck in a rough, concealing hood, Palmer kept his voice low as he shoved the rumbling cart along the rutted track that led to the gate. ‘Keep very still.’

Of the three barrels, two had been empty and he’d wrested those off. One was full almost to the brim and far too heavy to shift. He’d got the lid as tight as he could, but the sharp, sour reek clogged his nose and throat.

The cart held none too clean straw also, put there to catch the many spills and leaks. Eimear lay beneath the straw, which he’d piled over her to hide her.

He whistled up to the guard at the gatehouse.

‘Bit soon for taking that out?’ came the shout down.

‘The privies are overflowing already,’ called Palmer. ‘All that feasting has to go somewhere.’

‘Fine for some.’ The guard shrugged. But he dropped the gate.

‘At least you haven’t got this lot,’ replied Palmer, increasing his pace to send the filthy, thick liquid slopping down the sides in the cart’s bounce over the ruts. ‘I’ll be as quick as I can, but it’ll take me a good while. Close the gate up behind me. Too risky to leave it open.’

He was on the smooth planks of the bridge, his shoulders hunched with effort as he pushed.

He didn’t care about the stink, about the weight. Right now, he and Eimear were at their most exposed.

Then with another hard bounce, he was on the roadway, moving as fast as he could, uncaring of spills and oozing, wet lumps, making for the darkness beyond the light of Tibberaghny. The trees, his enemy for so much of this campaign, were his friends tonight. ‘We’re out, my lady.’

The straw stirred.

‘Keep down. Another few minutes. Then we’re gone.’

He’d done it. With Eimear safely delivered to her people, he’d remove Theodosia from John’s entourage. It would take skill and timing, but he knew he’d be able to do it. Like the Irish, he knew how John worked.



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