The Immortal Mystic by Sam Ferguson

Author:Sam Ferguson [Ferguson, Sam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BA
Publisher: Dragon Scale Publishing
Published: 2015-07-20T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Dimwater trembled and moaned low as Marlin weaved his hands over her. Lepkin sat on the edge of a chair near the table, looking on and tapping his heel nervously. He couldn’t see the power flowing from Marlin to Dimwater. All he could see were the beads of sweat that coupled together to form rivulets of water that stained the sheets. He had no way of knowing whether she was getting better.

No one else was with them. The field surgeons had nothing to help her with. Lady Arkyn had made her herbal remedies, but Dimwater couldn’t hold the tea down, and her skin reacted badly to the poultices.

Marlin, however, never left the room except for the call of nature. He only ate when others brought food in, and he had forgone bathing altogether. Lepkin loved him for his dedication. He also hated that he could do nothing but watch. How was it that he could protect a monastery from three hundred Tarthun raiders, but he couldn’t help his wife prevail against an unseen disease?

“You shouldn’t give in to those kind of thoughts,” Marlin said with a casual glance back toward Lepkin.

“You can read minds now, Prelate?” Lepkin asked wearily.

Marlin shook his head. “I can see the doubt and guilt swirling in your energy. I don’t need to read your thoughts.”

Lepkin rubbed his thighs and rose to his feet. “Can I get you water, or food perhaps?”

Marlin stepped away from Dimwater and waved off the offer. “I need only a bit of rest.”

“When should the others arrive?” Lepkin asked.

Marlin shrugged. “We sent messengers shortly after the scouting party helped me find the herbs I needed. We have had no reply.”

Lepkin sighed. “Fort Drake uses messenger hawks, we should have heard from them by now.”

Marlin nodded. “I was thinking the same thing. Haven’t heard anything from Fort Drake any of the times we have sent messengers. I doubt King Mathias would leave us without an answer.”

“Either orcs have crossed over and intercepted them, or we have a traitor in our midst.” Lepkin folded his arms. “I will go north then,” he said. “I will find the others who can help with your healing efforts, and bring reinforcements for the walls.”

Marlin shook his head. “The men will falter without you at their side,” he noted. “Perhaps we could send Lady Arkyn instead.

The door opened and in came Al. “I will go,” the dwarf said. “A cavedog can outrun a horse in long distances. It needs less water too.”

Lepkin spun around. “Eavesdropping is not the most kingly activity,” Lepkin said.

Al shrugged and looked to the bed. “I can leave my warriors here.”

Gorin, Peren, and Lady Arkyn entered the room then and fanned out behind Al.

“Send us,” Lady Arkyn said as she indicated with her thumb to Gorin and herself. “The king should stay, it is good for morale.”

“I will stay behind to help you as best I can,” Peren told Marlin. “I know my healing isn’t great by comparison, but I am happy to do what I can.

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