Time of Legends 08 - Nagash Immortal by Warhammer

Author:Warhammer [Warhammer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Alcadizzar found himself struggling to meet the woman’s stare. There was much

that Faisr did not know about him. The chieftain was unknowingly risking his own

honour on his friend’s behalf.

“Has he put aside his past life,” the woman asked, in a voice as pitiless as the

desert sands, “and devoted himself entirely to the ways of our people?”

Before Faisr could answer, Alcadizzar cut in. “As much as any man can forget his

people and the place of his birth,” he said. Faisr shot him a sidelong look, but the

prince ignored him.

The Daughter of the Sands stared at Alcadizzar for a long moment. “Then let it be

so,” she declared. “From this day forwards, you are one of the bani-al-Hashim.”

The assembled chiefs glanced at one another in amazement. Only Bashir al-

Rukhba felt bold enough—or angry enough—to speak. “But the customs of adoption

are meant only for desert dwellers!” he protested. “They are for adopting a man of

one tribe into another, not… not this!”

The old woman turned and glared at Bashir. “An exception was made once

before, Bashir al-Rukhba,” she said coldly. “Or have you forgotten?”

Bashir stiffened. “I have not,” he replied.

“Then you must presume to know the will of Khsar better than I,” the old woman

snapped. “Is that so? Do you mean to gainsay me?”

All at once, the air in the tent was fraught with tension. Alcadizzar saw Bashir’s

warriors shrink back from their chief, their expressions stiff with fright.

Bashir’s gaze fell to the tabletop. “No,” he answered in a subdued voice. “I would

never do such a thing, holy one.”

“Then our business here is concluded,” said the Daughter of the Sands. “The hour

is late and my bones ache. Let an old woman have her rest.”

As one, the chieftains rose from the table. Nervous murmurs rose from their

warriors. The atmosphere was still tense and unsettled. Something momentous had

happened, Alcadizzar knew, but he had no idea what. His thoughts were interrupted

by a tug on his sleeve.

“It’s done,” Faisr said. For the first time since Alcadizzar had met him, the

chieftain sounded shaken. “Let’s go.”

Alcadizzar turned to follow Faisr from the tent. As he went, he once again felt the

stares of the entire assembly upon him, but they were as light as a feather compared

to the weight of the old woman’s gaze upon his back. It took an effort of will not to

hasten his steps and run headlong into the night.

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