The Warden's Sword by Paul Summerhayes

Author:Paul Summerhayes [Summerhayes, Paul]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Paul Summerhayes
Published: 2016-11-04T00:00:00+00:00

The moonless night aided the two dark forms lurking in the darkness across from the royal residence. Severus had spent a lifetime blending into his surroundings and he knew the deep shadows would hide them from searching eyes.

After a long motionless wait, Finn’s muscles started to cramp. He wiggled his toes but that didn’t help much. His father didn’t appear to move at all and if he didn’t, neither would Finn. The only sign that Severus wasn’t a statue was the occasional flicker of his eyes as he surveyed the grounds beyond the high iron fence in front of them.

It was well after midnight when Severus finally motioned that they should gain entry to the grounds. They moved down the street to a secluded spot and Severus leapt up and grabbed the top of the fence, pulling himself up and over without stopping. Finn caught the top of the fence after his third attempt and also scrambled over, landing beside his father. He hoped he didn’t have to climb back over in a hurry.

Following a short distance behind his father, Finn sprinted across the lawn and pressed up against the main building. Bent over, they moved under several windows before Severus stopped at one and started to unlatch it with a long, thin knife. With a satisfying click, the widow was unlocked.

“Any problems and we exit through this window,” said Severus softly. Without waiting for a reply, he pushed the window open and climbed in. Finn followed. It only took a moment for Finn’s eyes to adjust to the dark room—superior eyesight was an advantage that every eldon had over humans.

They were in a library. There were books of all shapes and sizes lining countless bookshelves around the room. Severus was at the library door and was peering out.

As quiet as he could, Finn snuck over to his father who continued his surveillance. Time crept slowly and Finn’s heartbeats got louder and louder in his chest. The palace seemed asleep and hopefully, so were its occupants.

“Upstairs,” whispered Severus and Finn nodded.

The pair stalked silently down a wide corridor lined with large paintings depicting deceased royals and heads of state in various grand poses. They arrived at a long majestic foyer containing two oil lamps illuminating the room with a soft yellow light. Without hesitation, they moved through the area and up the stairs leading to the second story and hopefully, to Anna.

At the top of the stairs, Severus grabbed his son’s arm, stopping him in his tracks. Both froze and waited motionlessly. “Something is wrong,” Severus whispered.

Finn heard nothing except the thumping of his pulse. What’s wrong? Looking back down to the entrance, Finn noticed movement as something vanished through an open doorway. Fear gripped him and his body went tense.

Severus still held Finn’s arm and felt his tension. “What?”

“Downstairs.” It was all Finn could manage to say.

Descending back down the staircase, Severus stopped and quickly pressed against the wall. The building was quiet but his father drew his sabre silently from its oiled scabbard.

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