Jackal Among Snakes
Chapter 7
A big, gauntleted hand reached forward and rested itself on the edge of the carriage’s windows. Then, Margrave Reinhardt dismounted from his horse and stood at the side of the carriage, peering in. The Margrave had red hair like his son, though it was closer to crimson and fell past his shoulders. He had a fierce face, rough but scarless, and his frightening visage was further augmented by his eyes. They were like two rings of rubies. He wore resplendent white plate mail, a red cloak hanging from his shoulders.
Margrave Reinhardt scanned the carriage with his haunting red eyes, his gaze finally locking with Argrave’s. Reinhardt’s face quickly changed from neutral to scornful as he recognized him. The two held their gazes, neither willing to turn away from the other.
“Margrave Reinhardt,” Nikoletta greeted quickly, unaware of the covert conflict between the two. “What brings you here with such a large host?”
The Margrave did not look at Nikoletta. “My men and I were headed to Dirracha. I thought to pay my respects to my friend’s daughter, but seeing your company, I am questioning that decision.”
“How rude. Mina is not that bad,” Argrave said, holding the Margrave’s gaze. He saw the golden-haired girl tense up at the mention of her name.
“I was not speaking to you, Vasquer,” Reinhardt said coldly.
“Correct; I was speaking to you. Quite the head on this one.” Argrave smiled, mustering levity to dispel his anxiety. “But you are incorrect in calling me a Vasquer. I am but a humble bastard.”
Reinhardt tilted his head back, scowl deepening. He opened his mouth to speak, but Nikoletta spoke first.
“Why do you need such a large force to venture to the capital?” she said quickly, evidently hoping to divert the Margrave’s attention.
Reinhardt finally looked away from Argrave, turning his head to Nikoletta. “My brother was unjustly imprisoned, his evidence of treason clearly fabricated. The king sees only steel, and so I will show him some lest he forget his place as a just ruler. And during my journey…” Reinhardt’s gaze switched back to Argrave. “…who do I find but his son.”
The Margrave stepped back to his horse, pulling a horn off the saddle. He blew the war horn once, and a deafening, deep noise filled the air. The thundering hooves slowed, and the carriage stopped shaking. Silence soon consumed the carriage, the faint wind and distant huffing of horses only barely breaking the now-silent road. Argrave swallowed. He had detested that noise of horses, but now it seemed quite pleasant in comparison to this eerie quiet.
“What is the meaning of this, Margrave Reinhardt?” Nikoletta maintained her posture, but Argrave could hear the nervousness in her voice.
“The Vas—the royal bastard,” Reinhardt corrected himself, stepping back beside the carriage, “should come with me.”
“I am a bit busy,” Argrave said dismissively. Mina looked at him like he was mad, but Nikoletta tried to cover his words up.
“I am not sure why you are acting this way, Margrave Reinhardt, but presently, Argrave is a guest enjoying my hospitality. In turn, he enjoys my protection.”
Argrave was taken aback by Nikoletta’s declaration. He had fully expected to be surrendered quickly. He was a bastard—protecting him meant nothing compared to earning the favor of a Margrave.
characters are good people. I shouldn’t be surprised. Still, I’m grateful,
foul
Monticci is firm. We protect those who we say we will—no more, no less. The nature of
you sure of this decision? That House
I fulfill that pledge.” Nikoletta paused, then spoke more urgently. “House
dungeons at Dirracha. If I can possess a card that may ensure his safe release, the
her head closer to the window. “Not just House Monticci. I’m here, too—ninth child of Count Elgar, head
matter how many I offend. I cannot call myself a Margrave if I forsake an opportunity to save my
war that kills thousands for your brother. How noble.” Argrave
Margrave, placing his hand on his sword’s pommel. “Decide how this will
was pounding furiously.
make the best out of this awful hand I’ve been dealt...? Argrave thought, brain working on overdrive. He seemed to have only one
not be said that I am a ‘foul cur’ who stands in the way of justice.” Argrave pushed off the seat and reached for the carriage
to grab
defense. At worst, some will die, and this
“But…” Mina said hesitantly.
grabbed the bronze hand mirror and slipped it into his breast pocket.
us being essentially strangers… I will not forget it. You are a braver
said,
burden is not on you?” Argrave
more optimistically some thin veneer of respect. Then,
hanged, drawn, and quartered?” Argrave was able to joke easier, for he found that
around your torso. I will be holding the other end. You will ride alongside
frowned. “I don’t know
left before nightfall,” Margrave Reinhardt said coldly. “You will learn quickly, or I will drag you.” Reinhardt walked
arms. “Horses are disgusting
it forth in a canter, pulling Argrave along. The sight of the gaunt, tall man being led about was quite pitiful. His complaints of
horse for Argrave to ride. After some fussing and fidgeting, the Margrave raised his war horn to his lips once more. He
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the great cloud of dust slowly moving in the direction of Dirracha, the royal
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