Fires of Prophecy_ Book Two of the Morcyth Saga - Brian Pratt [159]
Jiron comes to the guard and places a knife to his throat as he says, “Open the gate!”
The guard suddenly realizes they’re there and starts to draw his sword. Jiron presses the knife harder against his neck, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” When the guard relaxes his grip on his sword Jiron turns him so he’s facing the gate. “Now, open it” he orders the man one more time. Despite the language barrier, the guard understands what Jiron is asking.
Shaken, the guard withdraws a key and places it in the lock, opening the gate. James looks at the passersby who are staring at the giant walking through town, many begin running for their lives.
“Come on, James!” urges Jiron.
Turning back to the gate, he sees that it’s already open and follows Jiron and the guard inside. After the guard shuts and locks the gate, Jiron takes the key from him and says to James, “Let’s get the boat and sail to Cardri as fast as we can.” Then he hits the man in the head and knocks him out.
“What did you say that for?” he asks.
Grinning, Jiron replies, “When questioned, I’m hoping he’ll tell them that we’re going to Cardri so they’ll look for us in that direction.”
“Good idea, if he understood you,” he says. Turning to the giant he created, he cancels the spell and it quickly dissipates back into nothing.
They run toward the estate and see someone run in through the front door just before it slams shut. Altering their course, they make for the front door. Jiron’s the first to reach it and tries to open it only to find it locked. “It’s locked,” he tells James as he joins him at the door.
James puts his hand against it and lets loose the power. With a crack, the door flies open and smashes into the wall.
Jiron runs inside as he searches for whoever it was that had slammed the door shut, but is unable to locate anyone.
“The boat!” James says as he runs through the house to the back where the dock lies.
Jiron joins him and they race through the house and out the back door. Once outside, they find the man running toward the boat, intent on getting away. He turns and sees them leaving the house and bolts toward the boat, drawing a knife and cutting the lines as fast as he can. Giving the boat a shove, the man jumps aboard as the boat begins to drift away from the docks.
As they race onto the dock, the ship is now ten feet away and is beginning to pick up speed as the wind fills the hastily unfurled sails. Without even hesitating, Jiron runs to the edge and leaps across the distance, landing on the deck of the boat.
James stops on the dock and watches as Jiron draws his knives and advances on the man. With sword at the ready, the man engages him, but after a few quick exchanges, his sword drops to the deck and Jiron’s knife is at his throat. He kicks the man’s sword away and then points back to the dock where James is waiting.
Adjusting the sail and turning the tiller, the man maneuvers the boat back to the dock where James climbs on board. “Thank you,” he says to Jiron.
Smiling back at him, he replies, “Not a problem.”
James goes to the man and says, “Take us out to sea now, please.”
The man just looks blankly back at James as if he doesn’t understand. “Do you understand me?” he asks. Again, no response.
Jiron then says to James, “If he’s not going to be any use to us, should I just slit his throat and toss his body over the side?”
The man visibly pales and says, “I can understand you.”
“Thought you might,” Jiron tells him. “Now, take us out to sea.”
“What are you going to do with me?” the man asks, not making any move to comply with Jiron’s demand.
“We merely wish to borrow you and your boat for a short time,” he says. “If you’re helpful, we might even pay you for your inconvenience.” When the man still hasn’t begun to get the boat underway, Jiron says, “Now, are you going to help or should I toss your lifeless body over the side?”
The man takes a moment, obviously deciding between flight and acquiescing. “If you jump in,” Jiron tells him, “I’ll jump in after you.”
As if that’s all he needed, the man turns