Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 212

Though Argrave had claimed he would have a heart-to-heart with Galamon… the task proved considerably more difficult once he actually found himself riding his horse next to the elven vampire as they travelled in a relatively safe area.

“Don’t bother,” Galamon said, riding his horse diligently. “No need to make sure I’m fine.”

Argrave pulled his horse up to Galamon. He was starting to learn to ride horses better, yet he still found himself lacking when compared to the experienced rider that was Galamon. Argrave would assume that his companion would ride infrequently, being as large as he was, but apparently such was not the case.

“You heard what I said to Durran, then? Not fond of a heart-to-heart?” Argrave questioned, riding closer.

Galamon looked to him for a moment, his glance alone confirming what Argrave asked.

After deliberating for a long while, he finally constructed something he was relatively sure would work. “Have you thought about what you’re going to do once I cure your vampirism?”

Galamon finally kept his gaze on Argrave. His white eyes betrayed little, doubly so beneath his helmet, but eventually he let out the lightest of chuckles.

“It depends on whether my ten-year period of servitude is up,” he said.

Argrave laughed. “I’d very nearly forgotten about that,” he admitted. “I don’t really know what you like to do, though. I don’t know what you want out of life.”

“I am simple,” Galamon shook his head.

“Simple how?” Argrave pressed, lowering his head as they passed beneath bare branches. Winter was past its prime, and the hibernating trees seemed to be a little livelier. Perhaps, in time, leaves would adorn them once more.

Galamon slowed his horse to pass by a treacherous part of the terrain. “All I’ve ever wanted… is to do something decent that secures my family’s future, and then retire with them.” Galamon took a deep breath and sighed. “The people around me always made me do more. Demanded more of me. First Dras, now you.”

Argrave looked vaguely uncomfortable. “I didn’t mean to…”

“I’m fine with it,” Galamon assured at once. “I am proud of what I’ve done. I just never planned to do it.” Galamon stroked the side of his horse’s neck to comfort it. “Veid charts my fate. If this is what she decided for me, I will rise to meet the task.”

Argrave nodded, thinking more on what Galamon said. “Why do you have so much faith in Veid?”

Galamon considered that. “My parents taught me to.”

Argrave had not been expecting such a simple answer.

“You’re dissatisfied?” Galamon noted. “I fought in war after war alongside Dras. That tested my faith time and time again. After I… contracted vampirism, I wandered Berendar. My faith was challenged constantly. No challenge ever bested that faith my parents instilled in me.” Galamon examined his gauntleted hands as they clenched the reins. “I know other gods are real. I have seen the ways of other people. And what I concluded… is that I love the Veidimen. I love our ways. I am partial to my kind—I wish to see them prosper before others, I will admit it. And Veid… she protects those I love. Such is her sole purpose. She molded our society, our people, our ways. And so I love Veid.”

Argrave always had some difficulty understanding Galamon as a person. Now, though… now, he felt like he got a glimpse into the man he truly was. He hadn’t intended to, but it happened nonetheless. This might be the most Galamon had talked about himself before.

if not for you—not just because

“I’m

bit his lip, deliberating on whether or not he should say something. Eventually, he asked, “How would you

mouth noticeably tightened. “Supported?” he

the reason he is

you?” Galamon asked

“I

think he’s a danger to the Veidimen. I would sleep easier if

anyway,” Argrave pointed

and laughed. A laugh from

leave on a positive note, Argrave tried to conclude the conversation. “I’m glad you told

“Hmm,” Galamon only grunted.

make it to Kin’s End,” Argrave changed the subject. “There, we can get you and Durran

shook his head. “I asked for replenished enchanted arrows, plus specific armor requests. Durran had the ostentatious

Now more than ever, caution must be the sole thing we trust in. This civil war can be resolved splendidly… and it might just be time for me to step outside of my comfort

“Meaning?”

said plainly. “I’ve caused things to go out of control. That, alone, tells me I have

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town nestled between hills. It was not large in the sense that it was populous—indeed, with rocky terrain and sparse natural resources, it was

while the Starsparrow perched itself on her shoulders. “Alright. I have examined things thoroughly.” She adjusted herself, gathering her

time,” Argrave

were standing outside a building, guarding. I presume Orion is within,” she began. “Beyond that, I believe things are as you said. I searched

as he considered everything he knew about Kin’s End. “Orion’s royal knights?” he said. “Are you sure

Without a word, she cast the druidic spell again and the bird

I…” Guilt flavored her tone, as though ashamed

“I’d like you to see what you can glean about those within the building. They might

carried out Argrave’s directive, he

while, she eventually contributed, “There is a man within. He looks… he looks somewhat like you. Tall—taller than me, but shorter than

all too well. “Am I right? Or is he quite skinny? It

no, your first descriptor was more accurate. He seems a warrior,” Anneliese noted. “Though

grasp why Induen might be here. He felt his heart beat a little

inside of each building, every nook and cranny. Any places ambushers

Anneliese agreed readily, and then the party settled back

anxious, so he rose to his feet and gazed

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