The Queen of the Draugr: Stories of the Nine Worlds (Thief of Midgard - a dark fantasy action adventure Book 2) by Alaric Longward

Author:Alaric Longward [Longward, Alaric]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hardhill Productions
Published: 2016-11-07T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

We made our way through the corridors of the jail, where men silently guarded, all eyes on us. Quiss was covered in a robe, her face hidden. The guards bowed to her, and scowled at us.

We got out without trouble, and walked down the streets to the Third Tier, to the House Tenginell, and found it had been totally collapsed. Baduhanna had made sure the dead jotuns would not be despoiled. “I’m surprised,” I murmured, “she didn’t burn their corpses.”

“Maybe she wanted to respect your ways? Perhaps there is a heart in her chest, after all? And she thought she’d have the Black Grip anyway,” Quinn suggested, and elbowed me. “Stop worrying so much. How do we get down there?”

“There was no way down there in here. Just wanted to see the house,” I said, relieved. “The dverger shut down most of the ways, as I told you, but there is the one I know about. An old tavern. They left one route down, and that’s it. We go through the harbor,” I answered. “We must get to the dverg stronghold to pick up the artifacts. Shaduril said she left them with the dverger. And then, we have to find Mir.” She saw the hopeless expression on my face.

“Stop worrying,” she said. “Let Gorth worry for us.”

“I shall try,” I said, glancing at the big man, who, indeed, looked worried. “I’m worried for Mir, and she probably has Shaduril down there as well. We have to fight them both. But let’s go. There is nothing else to it.”

“Hope it’s nice and dry,” Gorth complained. “We won’t make it back, and I want my grave to be comfortable.”

“We try to find an appropriate spot, should it come to that,” I told him. “And the draugr might just incinerate the lot of us.”

“There is that, at least,” he said, and gave me a leer I took to be a smile. For some reason, it made me feel better.

We made our way to the harbor. Gorth walked before us, his head twisting right and left, like an owl on a hunt. At the market, we took to the seedy alleys of the slums. We navigated the destitute streets, took ways even the cats avoided, but found no trouble. Then, I saw the familiar, once glorious, junction, with moldy statues, though this time, no gentle music was playing, like it had the last time I had been there. The remains of the tavern called the End of the Road came to sight, and from there, the Grim Jesters had once ruled under Valkai the Heavy, and, in truth, Mir. Down below the place, began the road to her, though I was not sure where that road was, exactly. While clearing the Old City of the Legionnaires, the dverger and I had trekked up and down the Old City for days. And yet, the old city had once been far grander than then new one, hugely massive, and I begged I’d find even the main street.

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