Stories - Tales of the Old World by Warhammer

Author:Warhammer [Warhammer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Warhammer
Published: 2011-07-30T07:00:00+00:00

Suspicion chased astonishment off Francois’ wizened features. By the time the knight had finished his apology the sincerity of the words had melted away even that.

“No, no, lord. I should apologise to you,” he replied warily, voice softened now with grudging compassion. “I had no call to blame you. Since the black hail fell on these hills in my grandfather’s day much has happened here, much that has proved beyond man’s power to change.”

“Yet I would be more than a man,” Sir Gilles smiled bitterly. “And perhaps I still can be. All I ask is that you give me one more night. Give me one more chance to find the monster that would prey upon the Lady’s people.”

Francois hesitated for barely a moment before giving the shallowest of nods and turning to address his flock.

“We’ll leave tomorrow,” he told them. Then, with a stiff bow towards Sir Gilles, he turned and hobbled back into his hut. The knight returned the bow and walked stiffly back to his horse.

“What will we do now, sire?” Claude asked, hurrying to catch up.

“I go to beg for the Lady’s aid. There was a pool a little way into the woods we rode through this morning. It seemed like a goodly place.”

“And will I come with you?”

“No, you’ll stay here. I want you to organise these people into three regiments and make sure they stay in them. I leave you in charge of the details.”

“Yes, sire, of course.” Claude bowed subserviently whilst his master climbed back into the saddle and cantered back out of the village. He waited until Sir Gilles was out of sight before crossing to Francois’ hut. He ducked below the heavy oaken lintel of the door and instructed the elder.

“I want you to organise your people into three groups,” he told the old man urgently. “All of them are to carry their weapons at all times. None of them are to leave their groups for any reason. Any that break these rules are to be fined half of their wealth. Do you understand?”

As soon as Francois had grumbled his assent Claude took his leave and went to fetch his horse. He had carried out his orders. Now he would go to watch his knight’s back, as was proper for an equerry. There was nothing underhanded about that, he thought, as he carefully scanned the horizon. Nothing underhanded at all.

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