Calvar turned away and strode through the garden, his anger mounting.
Another bad debt.
One day I really will go to the Watch, he promised himself. He strolled on through the narrow streets, his medicine bag swinging from his narrow shoulders.
‘Doctor! Doctor!’ came a woman’s voice and he swung to see a young woman running towards him. Sighing he waited. ‘Could you come with me? It’s my son, he has a fever.’ Calvar looked down at the woman. Her dress was of poor quality, and old. She wore no shoes.
‘And how will you pay me?’ he asked, the question springing from the residue of his anger.
She stood silent for a moment. ‘You can take everything I have,’ she said simply.
He shook his head, his anger finally disappearing. ‘That will not be necessary,’ he told her, with a professional smile.
He arrived home a little after midnight. His servant had left him a cold meal of meat and cheese. Calvar stretched out on a leather-covered couch and sipped a goblet of wine.
Untying his money-pouch, he tipped the contents to the table. Three raq tumbled to the wooden surface. ‘You will never be rich, Calvar,’ he said, with a wry smile.
He had sat with the boy while the mother was out buying food. She had returned with eggs, and meat, and milk, and bread, her face glowing. It was worth two raq just to see her expression, he thought.
*
Druss made his way slowly out into the garden. The moon was high, the stars bright. He remembered a poem of Sieben’s: Glitter dust in the lair of night. Yes, that’s how the stars looked. He was breathing heavily by the time he reached the circular seat constructed around the bole of the elm. Take a deep breath, the surgeon had ordered. Deep? If felt as if a huge lump of stone had been wedged into his lungs, blocking all air.
The crossbow bolt had pierced cleanly, but it had also driven a tiny portion of his shirt into the wound, and this had caused the poison that drained his strength.
The wind was cool, and bats circled above the trees. Strength. Druss realised now just how much he had undervalued the awesome power of his body. One small bolt and a hastily thrust knife had reduced him to this shambling, weak shell. How, in this state, could he rescue Rowena?
Despair struck him like a fist under the heart. Rescue her? He did not even know where she was, save that thousands of miles now separated them. No Ventrian ships sailed, and even if they did he had no gold with which to purchase passage.
He gazed back at the house where golden light gleamed from Sieben’s window. It was a fine house, better than any Druss had ever visited. Shadak had arranged for them to rent the property, the owner being trapped in Ventria. But the rent was due. The surgeon had told him it would be two months before his strength began to return.
We’ll starve before then, thought Druss. Levering himself to his feet, he walked on to the high wall at the rear of the garden. By the time he reached it his legs felt boneless, his breath was coming in ragged gasps. The house seemed an infinite distance away. Druss struck out for it, but had to stop by the pond and sit at the water’s edge. Splashing his face, he waited until his feeble strength returned, then rose and stumbled to the rear doors. The iron gate at the far end of the garden was lost in shadow now. He wanted to walk there once more, but his will was gone.
As he was about to enter the building he saw movement from the corner of his eye. He swung, ponderously, and a man moved from the shadows.
‘Good to see you alive, lad,’ said Old Thorn.
Druss smiled. There is an ornate door-knocker at the front of the house,’ he said.
‘Didn’t know as I’d be welcome,’ the old man replied.
Druss led the way into the house, turning left into the large meeting room with its four couches and six padded chairs. Thorn moved to the hearth, lighting a taper from the dying flames of the fire, then touching it to the wick of a lantern set on the wall. ‘Help yourself to a drink,’ offered Druss. Old Thorn poured a goblet of red wine, then a second which he passed to the young man.
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