Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 11

Elias alighted from the carriage at the gates of Vendleber, scanning the small town’s streets thoroughly. He had removed the gray robe of the Order of the Gray Owl, instead donning the traditional white and gold of his House Parbon. After searching the streets for a time for the banner bearing the golden lion, he walked to the men guarding the gate.

“Excuse me,” Elias asked, touching one guard’s shoulder lightly. “Have you seen a large party of horsemen come through here with the banner of House Parbon?”

The guard jumped a little, and then looked up at Elias. “Errm… yes, we did. The lord told us to… well, I probably shouldn’t say,” the guard stopped himself.

Elias frowned. “Are they here, then?”

“Aye,” the guard nodded. “Most of them are camping outside the walls. I think they let a few stay in the inn on the western side of town, though.” The guard pointed. “The Rattled Rain, it’s called.”

“Thank you,” said Elias, retrieving a gold coin and handing it to the guard.

“Oh..!” the guard brightened. Elias turned and strode quickly to where the guard had pointed. “Thank you!” the guard yelled out, but Elias paid it little heed.

Half-running through the streets, Elias kept an eye on the wooden signs hanging above doorways. Once he spotted the Rattled Rain, he paused, catching his breath before entering the doorway. Some familiar faces turned to meet him—some of his father’s knights.

“Lucain. Mystle,” Elias greeted, walking towards them. “Where’s---”

“Elias,” a deep voice echoed through the inn. Elias turned his head towards the stairs, watching as his father slowly walked down into the inn’s common room. He looked disheveled, his long red hair splayed out across his plate mail in thick, greasy strands.

“Father,” Elias said, moving to greet him. “I came as soon as I heard that you had left Parbon.”

“Why are you here?” Margrave Reinhardt asked angrily. “You’re supposed to be in the Tower of the Gray Owl.”

“My term as a student is over,” Elias explained quickly. He held out a steel badge that bore an owl on it. “I’m a Wizard of the Gray Owl, now. My research was admissible.”

Reinhardt prodded his chest with a finger, sending Elias back a step. “And so you come here, instead of heading back to Parbon?”

“I should stand idly by while you go to help my uncle?” Elias spoke, matching his father’s bravado.

Reinhardt grit his teeth for a minute. Then, he stepped forward, hugging his son tightly. After a moment, they pulled away. The Margrave kept a firm grip on Elias’ shoulders. “Congratulations, Elias. I did not think a son of mine would ever become a Wizard, but that doesn’t change the fact that I am proud.”

Elias smiled slightly. It seemed a rare expression on both of the men’s faces. They sat at one of the tables in the corner, alone.

able to find you at Vendleber. I assumed you would

Reinhardt said resentfully. “I knew I should have taken my wyvern

slouched on the table. “Trouble with such a large host in tow? Was it one of

Margrave looked to his hands, a grim and wrothful look settled on

Elias asked incredulously. He’d seen his father have that expression before, but it was only

by the nose like a fool. He was travelling with the Duke of

Elias filled in

whole way, he complained about horses and hating them. He played my temper, stoked my doubts, made himself appear weak, and ingrained his hatred of horses into my head… I thought to punish him by having him sleep next to the horses.” The Margrave grit his teeth. “Probably what he wanted the whole time. From there… he frenzied

back in the chair,

has the cunning natural to the House of Vasquer. Their banner bears a snake, and it suits them. That one is a snake with a silver tongue,” Reinhardt brooded. “The men were up for hours chasing horses. They need rest, as do the horses. We’ll head to Dirracha tomorrow. If you’re to come with me, you should sleep. Some rooms are available upstairs. We rented out the whole

“You said Argrave rode towards the coast? Mateth? You

didn’t bother sending anyone. By the time I knew he was

see,” said Elias, a hint of frustration on his tone. “You should go and sleep. I have far too much energy left to sleep just

innkeeper makes decent food. Ask her,” Reinhardt said, handing Elias a few gold coins from a pouch. “We’ll wake early tomorrow. And son,” the

“Yes?”

patted his shoulder and

out of view, and then the rest of the knights followed close behind him. Elias stayed in the common

the gate of the city. The suns were just beginning to fade. He saw

stabled up. Elias approached without issue, as most of the knights recognized his crimson hair common in House Parbon. The horses seemed thoroughly guarded, but the knights wouldn’t dare

looking for the one that looked most suitable. He spotted the one that looked the fastest and strongest, and walked to

one of the knights interrupted. “It’s an honor to see you,

deliver,” Elias explained. “I

that case, pardon

a few minutes of adjustment, set off into a canter. When they were far enough away, he urged the

I won’t be of much help to you in the capital—more a hindrance. I should head

but acknowledge the fact that his sister was the first thing on his mind. In truth, Elias felt he was blindly stumbling forward towards some vague attempt at a vengeance he didn’t even know how to enact. He suppressed his doubts and rode

horse he had taken was the one that the Margrave Reinhardt had borrowed to replace

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back facing the sea. He kept his gaze fixed on

need to do something about these pigeons

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