Heirs of Empire (The Scourwind Legacy) by Evan Currie

Author:Evan Currie [Currie, Evan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 47North
Published: 2015-09-21T22:00:00+00:00

“Sire.”

Corian looked up from the reports of his private pet project, noting for the first time the aide who’d stepped in and waited by the door.

“What is it?”

“You asked to be informed of any regimental redeployments?”

Corian grimaced but nodded. He didn’t want to waste time with such matters, but as things were he needed to know where every regiment of the legion was operating. “Who and where?”

“Colonel McReady is taking the Bulls north to the Kiran Sector, sire.”

“Kiran? What’s up there?” Corian asked, frowning.

The name meant something to him, but he couldn’t place it.

“Most recently a refugee camp from the last set of battles with the rebel legions,” the aide answered swiftly.

“Ah.” Corian nodded. That was where he’d heard the name recently. It was basically the backwater of the empire, very little of value and of no strategic importance. He’d thought that they had elected to leave them be for the moment. “Why is the colonel taking his legion and support there?”

“Two reports, sire, or rather one report and one report that wasn’t made when it should have been,” the aide answered. “First, we have reports of a skimmer matching the Andros Pak in the area. It was discounted at first as an unlikely event given the region . . .”

Corian nodded. There would seem to be little reason for Delsol to take the Andros there on the surface of things. “And the report that should have been made?”

“The local supply depot had a minimal garrison,” the aide answered. “They’re overdue to check in. No contact can be established.”

Corian scowled.

That didn’t make any sense. A depot that far north wouldn’t have anything of value to Mira, just outdated military equipment. The sort of things you could get on the black market across the empire for bargain rates at best. Going that far out of their way to raid a worthless depot made no sense.

Unless . . .

His eyes widened and he let out a vile oath, shocking the aide who was used to his former emperor being calm, even under fire.

“Sire?”

“Send backup for McReady,” Corian ordered.

“Sire? Why . . . ?”

“She’s Cadre,” Corian snapped. “We’re all entrusted with the location of one or more special cache locations. No one knows them all, but we all know some of them. The ones I knew of were decommissioned after I was . . .”

He left that unfinished, not wanting to discuss his court-martial.

Instead he just waved it off. “Suffice it to say, if there’s a cache there, I want it.”

“Yes, sire. I’ll have the Leo Francas moved to backup the Bulls.”

Corian nodded, calling after the man as he started to leave. “And have the Caleb Bar prepped for flight.”

“Yes, sire.”

Corian turned back to the map and couldn’t help but smile ruefully.

“You are a credit to your emblem, Cadrewoman Delsol,” he said finally. “Even after I’ve beaten everyone else, you’re still haunting my steps.”

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