The Tower of Fools by Andrzej Sapkowski

Author:Andrzej Sapkowski [Sapkowski, Andrzej]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Science Fiction, Adventure
ISBN: 9780316423694
Google: 5l9BywEACAAJ
Amazon: B07ZZ22J48
Goodreads: 48717387
Publisher: Orbit
Published: 2020-10-27T05:00:00+00:00

Reynevan had underestimated Samson Honey-Eater.

He hadn’t even managed to saddle his horse in the stable when he felt eyes burning on the back of his neck. He turned around and stood like a pillar of salt, holding the saddle in both hands. He swore, then shoved the saddle vigorously onto the horse’s back.

“Don’t condemn me,” he said, pretending to be completely preoccupied with the harness. “I have to follow them. I wanted to avoid farewells. Or actually farewell discussions that would have been a waste of time and achieved nothing except unnecessary strife. I thought it would be better…”

Samson, leaning against the lintel, folded his arms on his chest and said nothing, but his expression was more than eloquent.

“I must go after them,” Reynevan blurted out after a moment of tense hesitation. “I cannot do otherwise. Understand me. I won’t get a chance like this again. Providence—”

“Sir Hayn of Czirne brings many associations to my mind, too,” said Samson, “but I wouldn’t call any of them providential. Ah well, I understand you. Though I can’t say it comes easy.”

“Hayn of Czirne is the Sterczas’ enemy. The enemy of Kunz Aulock. My enemies’ enemy and thus a natural ally for me. Owing to him, I may have the chance to avenge my brother. Don’t sigh, Samson. It’s neither the time nor the place for another discussion ending with the conclusion that revenge is a futile, senseless thing. My brother’s murderers not only peacefully walk the Earth but are also hunting me, threatening me with death and tormenting the woman I love. No, Samson. I won’t flee to Hungary, leaving them here in their pride and triumph. I have the opportunity, I have an ally, I’ve found an enemy of my enemies. Czirne announced that he’d disembowel the Sterczas and Aulock. Perhaps it’s futile, but I want to help him do it and be there when he does. I want to watch him disembowel them.”

Samson said nothing. And Reynevan marvelled once again at how much thoughtfulness and wise concern his dull eyes and chubby idiot’s face could express. And how much mute but evident reproach.

“Scharley…” Reynevan stammered, tightening the girth. “It’s true that Scharley helped me, did plenty for me. Why, you were a witness, more than once. But no matter how often I brought up the subject of revenge against the Sterczas, he always refused, mocking me at the same time and treating me like a stupid boy. He even makes fun of Adèle, endlessly trying to dissuade me from going to Ziębice!”

The horse stamped and snorted, as though Reynevan’s agitation was affecting it. Reynevan breathed out and calmed down.

“Tell him not to bear me a grudge, Samson. Dammit, I’m not ungrateful, I’m aware how much he’s done for me. But I think the best way of repaying him is by going. He said himself: I’m the biggest risk. It’ll be easier for him without me. For both of you…”

He fell silent.

“I’d like you to come with me, but I won’t ask you to.

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