Gemmell, David – Morningstar

‘What is there to understand?’ I answered him. ‘You will have gold and honor. And when the time is right you will know the full plan. And you will be rich, as all of you will be rich, with more gold than a man could spend in twenty lifetimes.’So you say. But you have told us nothing,’ put in another man.

‘You know all you need to know. How can you lose? If I am wrong, or my plan is flawed, you will still have the profit from your raids.’Why the Men of the Morningstar?’ asked Corlan.

‘You have heard the legends growing. You know what the

people think of Jarek Mace. He is seen as the banner of rebellion, he is the heart of resistance to the Angostin evil. In his name you will be welcome everywhere. They will hide you and feed you; they will die to protect you; they will beg to join you.’Do you trust him, Mace?’ Corlan swung to stare into Mace’s eyes.

‘He has been proved right so far.’I don’t know. You are a canny man, Mace. I don’t like you, but you fight like a demon and you’ve the mind of a wolf. You believe we’ll be rich as kings?’Why else would I be here?’Corlan nodded. ‘I would guess that’s true. What of you, Wulf?’The hunchback shrugged. ‘I follow the Morningstar,’ he said, with a twisted grin.

‘Then we’ll do it,’ said Corlan, making to rise.

‘Wait,’ I said softly. ‘First the Soul Oath.’I need no oaths,’ hissed Corlan.

‘But I do,’ I whispered. Raising my right hand with palm upwards I stared down at the skin, holding myself still, forcing my concentration to deepen. Blue and yellow flames leapt from the palm, bright and hurtful to the eyes.

Corlan fell back, dropping his bow. ‘You are a sorcerer!’ he shouted.

‘Indeed I am,’ I said, my voice deep as rolling thunder. It was a fine performance and I risked a glance at the other men, seeing the fear in their faces. ‘This is the flame that cannot die. This is the light which feeds on souls. Each man will reach into this flame, taking it into himself. It will sear the flesh of oathbreakers, spreading like a cancer through the body. Any man here who betrays another of the company will die horribly, his soul burning in the pit of a thousand flames. His spirit will fly screaming to the realm of the Vampyre Kings. There will be no escape. Once you have touched this flame the Soul Oath will have been made. There will be no turning back from it.’Til not touch it!’ roared Corlan.

‘Then you will not be rich,’ I said, smiling.

‘Have you done this, Mace?’ he asked.

‘Of course,’ answered the warrior. ‘Would you like to see me do it again?’

‘Yes! Yes!’Mace leaned forward and his eyes held mine. With my head turned away from Corlan I winked. Mace grinned and thrust his hand into the flame. A small tongue of fire leapt to his palm. It did not burn him, but then it could not for it was but an illusion. The flame danced upon his arm, moving to his chest and vanishing into his clothing above the heart. ‘I am no oathbreaker,’ said Mace softly.

‘Nor am I!’ insisted Corlan, kneeling before me and extending his hand. I could not resist adding a fraction of the Wanning spell to the fire, just strong enough to cause a little discomfort. Corlan tensed as the fire touched him, but he did not move as the flame glided along his arm. Silently, almost reverentially, each of the men accepted the flame, until at last a young dark-haired warrior pushed out his arm. I saw that he was sweating heavily. The fire touched him and he screamed, hurling himself back from me and slapping his hand against the grass. The fire slid over him. I increased the size of the flame, and the power of the Warming spell.

‘Take it away!’ he begged.

‘Speak the truth and save yourself,’ I said, though I knew not why.

‘They made me do it! They have my wife!’The flames disappeared and the man rolled to his knees, facing Corlan. ‘I didn’t want to betray you, Corlan. But they told me they’d kill Norm. And it’s not you they want, but the Morning-star!’I understand,’ whispered Corlan. ‘I wondered why you spent so long in Ziraccu. How do you communicate with them?’I mark the trees. And they gave me this!’ He opened his shirt and I saw a black stone suspended from a length of twine. At the centre of the stone was a small white crystal.

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