MIDNIGHT FALCON by David Gemmell

‘Not his word, whore! His arithmetic.’

‘I knew nothing about any theft,’ said Nestar, holding up his hands. ‘As you know, I run a lawful establishment.’

‘I know what you run,’ said Oranus, his gaze holding to the frightened eyes of the red-headed woman.

‘I can’t take another flogging,’ she whimpered, backing away towards the door. ‘It’ll kill me.’

‘Perhaps you should have thought of that before robbing him,’ said Oranus.

‘I don’t want to see her flogged,’ said the prisoner. ‘Do I have a say in this?’

Oranus felt a wave of relief, and a lessening of his headache. If the barbarian wished to bring no charges the whole matter could be forgotten, and his office would be quiet again, peaceful. There would be no papers to fill in, no further enquiries to make. He could remove his breastplate, step into the cell, lie down on the cot bed, and close his eyes. Keeping his expression stern he looked at the whore, then back at the prisoner. ‘It is your pouch,’ he said at last. ‘The crime was against you, not against town property. If you are happy to see the matter forgotten then there is little I can do.’ He tried to sound regretful, and gave the whore a withering look.

‘What about me?’ asked the man with the splinters in his brow. ‘He threw me through the window!’

Oranus gave a bleak smile. ‘You are quite right,’ he said. ‘There should be a public trial. You can appear and explain how you were in a whore’s room when one of her other customers broke in and assaulted you. Let’s see,’ he said, opening a ledger on his desk. ‘Court will be in session tomorrow at noon.’

‘I don’t want to go to court,’ mumbled the man.

‘And what about you, Nestar?’ asked Oranus. ‘Do you want to go to court?’

The pimp shook his head.

‘Right,’ said Oranus. ‘Everyone out! And if I see you brought before me again, Roxy, I’ll have you hanged.’

The woman fled the room, as did the other men. Oranus unlocked the cell door, and removed the chains round the prisoner’s wrists. ‘Where are you from?’ he asked the man.

‘North.’

‘Rigante?’

‘Aye.’

‘You are a long way from home.’

‘I like to travel.’ The young man scooped up his pouch and tied it to his belt.

‘Why didn’t you wish to see her flogged?’ asked Oranus. ‘She deserved it, you know.’

‘She was a very good companion,’ said the man, with a wide smile. ‘And it was my own fault for falling asleep. Am I free to go?’

‘That depends on where you are going. Do you have friends in Accia?’

‘I am staying with the general, Appius, while my friend recovers from a fever.’

‘Ah, Appius! I heard he had arrived. The gods alone know what he did to be consigned to this flea-infested cesspit.’ Oranus took a deep breath. ‘You’d better be leaving,’ he said. ‘It’ll be dark soon, and tribesmen are not allowed out after curfew. And watch out on the way back. The pimp, Nestar, may lie in wait for you. That’s a lot of gold to be carrying.’

The man grinned widely. ‘He won’t be waiting for me.’ Then he was gone. Oranus moved to the door and slid the bolt. Then he took off his breastplate and stretched out on the cell bed.

Tomorrow he would call on Appius and pay his respects. He closed his eyes, remembering the bloody retreat from Cogden Field. With the memory came the awful fear that had dogged Oranus ever since, that had burned away his ambition, and corroded his courage.

In his mind’s eye he saw again the broken line, the slashing blades, heard the choking, bubbling screams of his comrades as their throats were slashed or their limbs hacked away. It was as if a host of devils in human form had materialized out of the mist, their bodies daubed with blue paint, their eyes gleaming with evil intent. Oranus shuddered. He had been lucky. He – and around forty other panic-stricken men – had managed to run to the safety of the rearguard, organized by Appius. They had then fought their way back to the previous night’s fortified camp. Throughout the long night the enemy had attacked, but Appius, with great skill, had marshalled the defences. Then the enemy had withdrawn.

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