By James Barclay
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No! ’ he said and rubbed his free hand across his head. ’ asked Hirad. The Unknown looked briefly at the barbarian. There were tears standing in his eyes. He shook his head and turned back to Sirendor. ‘I’m sorry, Sirendor. I was too slow. ’ Sirendor smiled, then gagged suddenly. ‘Gods, I don’t . ’ He turned aside and vomited into the fire. ‘I’m cold,’ he said. His voice was quiet, weak. His eyes, suddenly red, turned scared to Hirad, who pushed The Unknown away and crouched by his chair. ’ Hirad’s heart was thumping in his chest.
They took a dinner of hot soup, potatoes and green leaves in near silence. She washed their faces and brushed their hair. The Captain had left flannels and a brush in the room, saying a man should always look neat and dignified. Erienne wished he’d take his own counsel. Isman’s intrusion came with her humming a tune to the boys as they nodded off, jerking them back to a startled, anxious wakefulness. ’ Erienne didn’t turn round at the sound of boots on the cold stone floor. ‘The Captain will see you now,’ said Isman.
Yes. Gods, yes,’ replied Ilkar. ‘You have to understand where they came from. They used to be part of the original single College but were banished across the Blackthornes for their beliefs. They spent centuries brewing their hate and developing ways of making themselves immortal. When they succeeded, they came back to take what they thought was theirs. That time, we won. ’ He paused, seeing they weren’t quite with him. ‘Look, the Wytch Lords won’t want to conquer, they want to destroy, to wipe out everyone to the east of the mountains.