Mad Lord Lucian by West Shay

Author:West, Shay
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781620150924
Publisher: Booktrope

SIX

SENDA COULDN'T BEAR TO SLEEP in Lucian's bedchamber so he grabbed his few belongings and asked Lucian's new manservant to bring his pallet to the kitchens. Senda did not speak as they made their way down to the first floor of the castle. Word spread quickly. Everyone knew of Senda's shame. I need a plan. He wished there was someone he could talk to, someone who could help him. The last person I talked to ended up dead, as did her husband. He knew he should depart the island, but he couldn't leave Lucian in the Mystic's grasp.

He needed to find work with one of the other Lords or Ladies on the island so he could still be close and keep an eye on Anali, although what he was going to do about the Mystic was still a mystery. I have to try to stop him.

Neli was none too pleased to have the disgraced manservant staying in her kitchens, but Senda knew she didn't have the heart to turn him out. “I will only be here to sleep. During the day I will be out trying to find work.”

Neli grunted and turned back to her kettle. “I hear old Lord Mandor is looking for someone.” She continued with her stirring.

Senda thanked her and decided to go talk to Lord Mandor after lunch. The sooner he could leave the castle, the better. He did not feel safe being under the same roof as the Mystic.

After a quick bite, he made for Lord Mandor's home. It was just down the road from Suasor and Jaenet's manor house. Senda felt a pang of guilt and sadness as he passed the house. Many of the servants were about their duties, having nothing else to do until relatives of Suasor were notified to take possession of the home.

The Mandor manor looked much like all the others: constructed of the dark granite the island itself was made of, single level, stables, and courtyard. Lord Mandor was known for his love of exotic sculptures, and these pieces were strewn on either side of the entry and inside the house.

Dreban, chief chamberlain of Mandor's household, offered him a position as a butler. Although the buttery wasn't the hardest work, it did require heavy lifting and many hours standing over vats and barrels, brewing ale and beer, knowing what brew to serve with which course, and serving at each meal.

He hired you. Do not grumble.

Senda returned to Lucian's castle, gathered his things from the kitchen, swallowing the lump in his throat as he said goodbye to Neli and the rest of the staff. However, there were some who seemed almost glad he was leaving. They stared at him with suspicious eyes, whispering together as he bid Neli farewell.

The Mystic's presence is poisoning everyone.

Senda was even more determined to save his Lord from the clutches of Anali. He was the only one who seemed immune to the lies and suspicion the man spread. I must do something.

He hurried back to Mandor's.

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