The Archivist by Christy Sloat

Author:Christy Sloat [Sloat, Christy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: CHBB Publishing
Published: 2018-05-25T18:30:00+00:00

Thirteen

Eoin’s eyes grew wide as his hands gripped the reigns. He looked upon me bewildered, but he graciously let me have my say.

“My real name is Savannah, and I am not from Scotland, as I’m sure you’ve now guessed.” I waited a moment, giving it time to settle. He shook his head but then said, “Go on, then, explain, lass.”

“I’m from a small town, called Brewster in a state called North Carolina. I know much of this won’t make any sense to you, but I can’t lie to you anymore. I mean, lying is part of my job, but I don’t like it one bit. You remember that gift that was given to me by my grandma?”

He nodded but said nothing.

“It was the gift to travel through time. So, where I come from the year is 2018. My job was to come here, to Scotland, and find Sir Malcolm Walsh. You see, in my time he’s hailed as a hero, but there is little knowledge about where he resided when he went into hiding. We know how he died, but not where he was the whole time. And my job was to get that information, to fill in the holes. I know it sounds impossible and the fact of time-travel is bewildering, but I’m being honest with you.” Telling Eoin the truth laid me bare. I stood the chance to become thrown into shackles and strung up as a witch. But I saw something in Eoin, something that said he would trust and believe me.

For a few moments he worried his lip and looked anywhere but my eyes. Finally he laughed and asked me, “So you know when he died do ya? Then why on earth are ya still here then, lass?”

I shook my head, confused, because I just explained that. Perhaps he was testing me and trying to see if what I said was the truth. Catching me in a lie would show I was a liar.

“To find out where he is hiding. I told you that.”

“Yeah, but you just said… wait you don’t know exactly when he dies, do ya?”

“Yes, I do know that. He will be caught in 1304 and hang for his crimes against the English crown. I just didn’t want to tell you that, is all. I know that you are with his men and that you’re rallying around him.”

Eoin laughed his hearty laugh and jumped down from his horse. Angry now that I was being laughed at, I got down from mine. He was being an ass again. I guess his moods changed much like the Scottish weather, because the sun went away and grey clouds began to form.

“What is so funny about this? You don’t believe me?”

It wasn’t normal for a traveler to tell their targets or the people surrounding them who they really were. I was going way against the rules, but I had lost my bracelet and that was cardinal rule number one, and I screwed that up. So I figured, what the heck!

“It’s not that I don’t believe ya, lass.

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