As Frank drew his knife swiftly across the man’s throat, Tero placed his hand over the woman’s mouth, and Dinton watched the children closely. The eyes of both adults opened at the same time, the man’s in horror and pain, and the woman’s in simple surprise. The man gurgled as he tried to call out, but Frank had taken that ability from him. The woman on the other hand, merely lay there, staring up at Tero. The children slept through it all.When the man stopped moving, his eyes staring unseeing at the ceiling, Tero said quietly, “If I take my hand away, will you scream?”The woman slowly shook her head, and Frank nodded to his friend. Tero slowly released his hand, and the woman sat up and looked at the dead man next to her. Then she said quietly, “Thank you.”Three sets of eyebrows went up. That was definitely not the reaction they had expected. Then the woman spoke again.“You must kill them all, or they will take their revenge on us. They will think I killed him, and they will make
Sophyra’s naked body was propped up against a tree, and Frank could see ropes securing her to it. Her head was canted at a strange angle, and blood covered her. A piece of paper was stuck to the tree above her head:THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS TO SLAVES THAT RUN“! Sophyra!” Frank covered the distance to her in a few steps, and he instantly saw that her throat had been cut so deeply that she was almost decapitated. He dropped to his knees and reached for her, but he did not know what to do. Finally, he carefully undid the ropes that held her to the tree with hands that shook violently, and then he sat on the ground and cradled her closely to himself. He started rocking back and forth as tears streamed down his face.“No, no, no, no, no,” he muttered, desperately clutching her to his chest. “Please, Yisu, not her, please, please, please.”He was still there, muttering to himself and rocking her in his arms, when Dinton and Tero came back. He heard them return, but he could not make himself ca
“You did not answer my question,” Tero put in. “What was Frank going to do?”“That is for him to tell you if he chooses. I am here for another reason. The five of you must immediately return to Grama. The people you left there are confused and scared, and there is only one old woman to guide them. They need your help.” Telantes looked at Frank and narrowed his eyes. “You,” he said, pointing at him, “need to be less selfish. You need to remember that the world depends on you, and you do not have the luxury of doing only what you want. No matter how painful the alternative is.” He nodded at Sophyra. “She is not supposed to be here, but your decision made this necessary. Do not waste this gift you have forced the Creator to give you. Use it to make you stronger. And remember, the Daitya can kill her as easily as a mortal human. If that happens, you cannot let yourself give in to narrow-minded desires again.”Frank felt like he was seven years old again, listening to his father lecture hi
“And I am not a liar. What I tell you is the truth.” He frowned when he heard the sound of horseshoes on cobblestones, and his head slowly turned toward the main entrance of the town. Sure enough, Dinton and Tero guided their horses through the crowd that had formed around him and the old woman. Sophyra followed, but she stayed near the buildings away from him. Gasps filled the air as women finally recognized the men who had killed their husbands and sons.He turned back to Nikale, ignoring his friends. “Listen, I was told to come to you to help you with the women, children, and slaves left here, so here I am. What needs to be done?”The woman was about to answer when a small girl, maybe five or six years old, tugged on her skirts. Nikale bent down, and the girl whispered in her ear.“I think so, dear. Why?”The girl did not answer but instead stepped up to Frank. “Did you kill my baba?”Frank squatted down in front of her. “Probably.”“Are you going to kill me, too?”He frowned and l
His friends were led to two different homes, and the women gestured inside before leaving. Sophyra led Frank to a third home, but she entered before he did. With another sigh, he stepped inside. A wooden washtub was in the middle of the room, the water steaming. Next to it was a towel, soap, and his saddlebags. He paused when Sophyra stood next to the tub.“Are you staying?” he asked as he pulled his bloody shirt over his head.“Do you want me to?” Her voice was icy, but he felt her tears wash over him like a flood, and he ran his hand through his hair in frustration.“Yes, I want you to stay,” he said, looking at her. The tears were dripping down her cheeks, and his chest tightened.“Why?”He took a step toward her but stopped when she stiffened."Sophyra, I...” Her bottom lip trembled, and he reached out a hand toward her. “My heart, I am so sorry.” She did not move, and he dropped his hand.“What are you sorry for, Frank? Ignoring me? Hurting me? Forcing Yisu to make me Anmah? What
“I do not know.”“Well, I see no difference. And as for you making a world-ending mistake, I do not see that happening. Besides, Yisu stepped in to correct this mistake. What makes you think He will not do it again?”“He will not,” Frank said. “I do not know how I know, but I do. The next stupid decision of mine could be fatal for a lot of people. Maybe for everyone.”Dinton stood up and pulled the Anmah up with him. “That may be so, but you cannot expect to never make another mistake. After all,” he said with a smile, “you are still just a child.”As Dinton had hoped, Frank smiled slightly. “I am. At least for an Anmah. And children do make mistakes every now and then. Rarely are they world-ending, though.”“Tell you what,” Dinton said with a grin. “If I think you are making that kind of mistake, I will smack you and tell you to shape up. Agreed?”Frank just nodded.Dinton stepped back and cocked his head toward the door. “Come on. Everyone is waiting for you.”“Who’s everyone?”“The
“Frank, What is wrong?”He brought his head up and grabbed her arms with both hands, even though he still held his blades in them. His eyes shone like torches with the conviction of his next words.“My heart, please stay here! He can kill you!”“Who?”“The Daitya in the town! Please, Sophyra! Stay in the watch tower and do not come out.” She nodded, eyes and mouth wide, and he pulled her to himself in a strong hug. “I love you, Sophyra. No matter what I say or do, never forget that. Now go. Lock yourself in and do not open the door for anyone but me. Promise me!”“I promise,” she whispered and then disappeared inside the tower.Frank raced into the town and headed toward the square. As he entered the town, he almost ran over the young girl who had served him at the feast. He skidded to a halt in front of her.“What is happening?” he demanded.She sobbed out, “Dahaka came back with his raiding party. They came from the east. They saw the bodies! They started killing everyone!”“Bride o
“Son of a goat!” he groaned as he looked down at his chest and saw the unmistakable point of an arrow sticking out of him. Whoever had shot it had been good, and had struck him cleanly through the heart. He felt the blood pumping out of the holes in him as he crumpled, his sword clattering on the cobblestones. “Find the horeson who shot me, Dinton,” he gasped. “Do not kill him, though. I want to—“ That was as far as he got before he pitched forward onto his face, dead.Dinton barely heard him, and he could not have followed his leader’s command even had he wanted to try. The position that the Daitya had forced his body into had dislocated both his shoulders, and he was groaning in pain on the ground. Tero had a broken leg from dropping to the ground from a height of two paces onto legs numbed from being tightly bound by nothing but air, but he managed to pull his bow from the pile of weapons and nock an arrow before forcing himself to stand, leaning heavily on Mathi who seemed to be c