Tigerheart (Peter David) by Peter David

Author:Peter David
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub, azw3
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780345501608
Publisher: Random House LLC
Published: 2008-06-15T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Slash on the Rocks

In order to accord Paul a respectful mourning period, let us draw a curtain upon the previous scene and instead shift our attentions to the schemes of Captain Slash and her tormenting of Fiddlefix.

Pity poor Fiddle. The torment resulted in her betrayal of The Boy, but we must not upbraid her overmuch for this. All of us like to believe that—were we to have torment inflicted upon us in order to encourage our turning upon those whom we love or are loyal to—we would remain steadfast in our convictions. Everyone is the hero of his own personal story. But I think we are all honestly aware that no man (or pixie or sprite, for that matter) knows his true measure until confronted with the reality. To that end, we again ask that you extend some degree of compassion to Fiddle rather than judge her harshly, since you never know when you might find yourself in a similar situation and crave the indulgence of others after the fact.

Fiddlefix had been through an emotional roller coaster. First she had thought that The Boy had betrayed her. Then she had been restored to the land of the living, burning for revenge against he whom she had loved more than herself. Then she had learned that the betrayal was a false one and that he himself had been a dupe…only to be left behind when The Boy, Paul, and his companions fled the Skull n’ Bones.

Now we know that the others were unaware that Fiddlefix had been captured by the evil Slash. Had they known, they would have returned for her straightaway. But as you saw, there was a great deal of hugger-mugger involved in the retreat (a word that, even now, The Boy bristles over) and, well…the Anyplace tends to play tricks with the memory of its residents. Consequently, The Boy, Paul, Gwenny, and the others were so caught up in their immediate need and their involvement with the Picca Indian tribe that Fiddlefix had—temporarily—slipped through the cracks of their attention.

Given enough time, surely they would have realized that her absence was far too prolonged to be chalked up to the flighty nature of pixies. They would have put their collective deductive power together. It would have been insufficient to—for instance—capture the Napoleon of Crime. But it would have been enough to make them realize that Fiddlefix was very likely in the hands of the pirates and needed immediate succor.

But events conspired to overtake our heroes, as events often do.

We are, however, getting slightly ahead of ourselves.

Let us focus, instead, on Fiddlefix in her prison.

The prison was a simple metal box, with no light and only a tiny hole drilled in the top to allow air to seep through. So stale was the atmosphere within the box itself, even with the ventilation hole, that Fiddle was reduced to pressing her tiny nose right up against the hole in order to try and take in a few draughts of fresh air.

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