Pagan Rage by Sam Taw

Author:Sam Taw [Taw, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781916305939
Publisher: Carantoc Publishing
Published: 2020-06-29T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Getting through one evening without speaking about Kerensa was challenging enough. The thought of extending the problem indefinitely, made me choke. Hellyer had caught me off guard. I was left sitting there with my mouth wide open and no answer for him.

Tallack jumped in to save me. “I’d feel easier knowing that you were back at the northern mine keeping your eye on things. After all the troubles we’ve had recently, I wouldn’t put it past the mountain folk to paddle across from Kembra to invade and take control.”

Clemo piped up. “Don’t worry about that, Chief. My boy has it all under control until I get back there. The place is locked down tighter than a duck’s arse. Taught him everything I know. It’ll be fine while you’re away.”

Tallack forced a smile onto his face. We had no way of ditching this lad no matter what obstacles were laid down before him. Everything was settled before we had a chance to think of an escape. Come morning, the treasure trove and supplies were loaded back onto the boats, leaving Clemo and his men watching over the horses in camp.

Tallack took control over who and what was stowed in each boat, ensuring even distribution of weight and making sure that Blydh and Hellyer were separated for the journey. I’m ashamed to admit that I was relieved when Tallack insisted that I sailed with him, alongside his men and the young Alchemist. Blydh’s constant swings in mood kept me on my mettle leaving no room for rest.

Ren took the tiller of Blydh’s boat and led the way along the coast towards the mouth of the River Avon. Both vessels were low in the chilly water, making us vulnerable to the waves. I was tasked with bailing out as much as I could from the hull, but as soon as I scooped the brine over the side, more found its way on board. Endelyn was doing the same in the boat ahead of us, with the men all taking it in turns to row between the choppy waves.

When we were far enough away from the coast to defy the pull of the tide, Tallack hoisted the sail and kept his eye on the prevailing winds. Although it was unlikely that we’d be spotted by the Duros while we sailed along their stretch of the coastline, landing at the mouth of the Avon was fraught with danger. The river marked the boundary between the Duros and the Belgae. Ren had warned us before we set off, that the tidal surge and currents were strong.

If we were pushed off course and close to the Duros’ shore, it was likely that we’d find ourselves showered in flaming arrows. Mind you, we couldn’t rely on our white banners protecting us from the same treatment from the Belgae. All in all, we had too few allies and too many enemies surrounding our land. It made me even more determined to forge a lasting peace with our neighbours.

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