Wizard by Ken Warner

Author:Ken Warner [Warner, Ken]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vibrant Circle Books LLC
Published: 2021-11-29T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen: Hunted

For several seconds, nothing happened, and Khaldun continued staring at his reflection. He was about to give up when finally, his own image grew dim and Nomad appeared in the foreground.

“Khaldun,” he said with a grin. “I wondered when I might hear from you.” But then his expression became grim. “What’s wrong? You look terrible.”

Khaldun told him everything that had happened.

“I’m sorry we made you go through this. I wish I could have gone in your stead.”

“Nobody forced me to go—I volunteered, remember? But I’m afraid I don’t know what to do now. I’ve failed. Henry has taken the artifact and Mira.”

“You should try to get to the university anyway,” Nomad suggested. “Given the situation in Roses, going through Perrin and approaching from the west would indeed be your best move. Alert them to the situation that has developed.”

“But they won’t get involved, will they? Don’t they have to remain neutral?”

“Things have become dire. With Henry’s acquisition and his army encroaching on their southern border, it is possible they will choose to act. But there are also agents in the field who do not represent them in any official capacity, but do what they can to resist Henry. If they can alert some of those people, they may be able to do something.”

“All right. I should get moving, then,” said Khaldun. “Is there anyone in particular I should notify?”

“Find Enigma. He was my mentor when I was there, and he’s one of the governors. He’ll know what to do.”

Khaldun nodded.

“Good hunting,” said Nomad. “And… be safe.”

“Thank you.”

Getting to his feet, Khaldun felt a stab of pain in his left calf; he’d almost forgotten about his wound. He packed the mirror, and then sat down again to get a closer look at the injury. The cut was deep and still bleeding. Retrieving his water canteen, he cleaned it out the best he could. Next, he pulled a clean shirt out of his pack and ripped off a strip to use as a bandage. Examining his work, he knew he hadn’t done a great job, but it would have to do.

Khaldun mounted his horse and set out, leading Oscar’s mount alongside his own. Returning to the road, he headed north, making sure he and the horses were invisible, and keeping to the grassy area on the shoulder.

When he reached the village, he led the horses out into the field again to avoid making contact with any of the townspeople. North of the village, he moved into the woods and found the trail they’d taken on the way south.

Khaldun took a rest at lunchtime to eat and check his wound. The bandage was saturated with blood. Removing that, he ripped off two more strips from his shirt. One he tied around his leg above the wound as a tourniquet; the second he used as a bandage. The blood loss was worrisome, but he didn’t know what else to do to stop it. He finished the water in his canteen, and drank some from Oscar’s.

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