The Monk's Habit (The Disinherited Prince Series Book 2) by Guy Antibes

Author:Guy Antibes [Antibes, Guy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, azw3
Publisher: CasiePress LLC
Published: 2016-10-20T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

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The four riders made it to the top of the pass, and looked into Terrifin, letting the five merchant wagons in their makeshift caravan roll past. Pol was very glad to see Rocky Ridge behind them. Clorence Noster was jailed, along with the remaining five of his brigands. Pol wondered if the residents would wait for word from Palleton before they took care of the blight on their town.

Paki was the only one who had taken advantage of the second night of Summer’s Come. Paki was still smiling about his two blissful nights. Evidently, his girl was very impressed by Paki’s part in fighting the bandits. Kell amiably agreed to sleep on the floor of Darrol and Pol’s room.

They continued their trip down to the Great West Road that led all the way to Alsador, Listya’s capital city. They had decided to ride up into the Spine at intervals, rather than trying to ride west along the steeper slopes. They verified that they could use inns along the Western Road as a base. Darrol still needed the attention of healers and wouldn’t be accompanying them into the actual Spines for another few days or so, but he could ride between the inns on the smoother road.

They learned that a Deftnis-trained healer lived in the town where they stopped on the third night.

Kell stayed behind in their rooms to write a letter to his parents, while Paki, Pol, and Darrol found the healer’s clinic on the main street of town.

They walked into a full waiting room and had to wait two hours before their turn arrived. The sign on the counter in the front said ‘Healer Willmont’.

“I hope Kell had a lot to write about,” Paki said. He worried at his bandages. “I hope the stitches are ready to come out.”

Darrol shook his head. “I wish that was all I needed. I told you I could snip those off. I’ve done it often enough, and I didn’t hear Kell whine about my work, although we aren’t quite done yet.”

Paki pulled away from Darrol. “You won’t be pulling stitches out of my body,” he said.

An older man with a fringe of white hair walked up to them. He didn’t wear the monk’s robes that Pol expected. “Do all of you need help?”

“These two,” Pol said. “We ran into some difficulties some days ago in Sand.”

“Come on back. I’ll see you all at one time.”

Pol and Paki sat while the healer started with Darrol, who had to take his shirt off.

“What happened here? An arrow?”

Darrol grunted as Willmont touched and prodded. “It’s one of our difficulties,” Darrol said drily, looking at Pol.

“We ran into some brigands,” Paki said.

The healer’s eyes lost a little focus. “Ah, you need a bit of additional help here.”

“That’s why we came to a Deftnis healer,” Darrol said.

“You’ve had some magical healing in the past?”

“We all have,” Pol said. “We came from Deftnis Isle.” Pol decided it was time to break the ice in regards to Searl.

“I would have guessed, except you two boys seem a bit young for acolytes.

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