Captain's Fury (Page 58)
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"We don’t have to beat them to Kalare," Bernard replied. "We just have to beat them to the swamps. No one’s going to be able to track us through that." He looked up at Gaius. "We’ve got to pick up the pace, sire."
Gaius nodded, his expression sober. ‘Til manage, Count."
Bernard turned to Amara. "I’ve got to walk behind us to hide our trail. It’s going to take much of my attention. Do you think you’ve learned enough to hold a straight course?"
Amara swallowed. Over the week they’d been traveling, Bernard had been improving upon her rather rudimentary fieldcraft as they marched and in camp at night. She would never have believed how difficult something as simple as traveling in a straight line could be, once one was surrounded by miles and miles of forest. It all looked the same. The sun was often hidden by the canopy of leaves and branches, assuming it was a sunny day in the first place, and that old chestnut about moss growing on the north side of the trees was entirely unreliable.
As it turned out, there was a great deal more simple know-how than furycrafting involved in navigating overland. That was to be expected, she supposed. The vast majority of Alerans lived in steadholts in the countryside, and few of them possessed anywhere near the talent Bernard did in even one form of furycrafting, much less two. Amara had formed a habit of learning new skills, thanks to her Cursor training, but the lessons had served mostly to make her acutely aware of how much she didn’t know.
She had little choice, though. There were only three of them, and even if Gaius had the necessary skill-which she doubted-he would have difficulty enough simply holding the pace.
"I’ve had a good teacher," she said quietly, nodding.
Bernard gave her a small smile. "All right. Find your points of reference, and let’s turn a bit more to the east."
Amara took a deep breath and returned his smile with one she hoped did not look as nervous as she felt. Then she lined up a tree behind her with one in front of her in the direction they wanted to move, and led the way.
They were able to maintain a surprisingly good pace over the next hour. Amara broke into a relaxed lope whenever the ground was smooth enough to warrant it. Though Gaius’s face grew lined with discomfort, and though he still favored his leg, he was able to keep up. Bernard followed along several yards behind them, frowning down at the ground and only occasionally looking around him.
After that, though, their pace began to suffer, and more because of Bernard than the First Lord. The woodsman’s jaw had locked into a stubborn clench, and he shambled along with heavy feet, like a man bearing an increasingly heavy burden. Gaius noticed Bernard’s discomfort and frowned at Amara.
She grimaced, just as worried as the First Lord, but she knew what Bernard would say if she suggested they rest. Amara shook her head in a negative, and kept going at the best pace she thought they could sustain.
By the time the light began to slant steeply through the forest and darken into shafts of sunset amber, Bernard was barely managing to keep himself moving forward. Amara began looking for someplace out of sight where they could rest, and found it in a broad ditch where a stream had evidently shifted its bed. Gaius slipped down into it with a grunt of discomfort, but Bernard was shaking with fatigue when he tried to climb down and nearly toppled headfirst into the ditch.
Amara managed to steady him, and he promptly sat down on the ground, leaned his back against the side of the ditch, and dropped his head forward in exhausted sleep.
"How far did we come, do you think?" Gaius asked quietly. The First Lord was vigorously rubbing his bad leg.
Amara saw it jerking and twitching in a cramp, and winced in sympathy. "Since he began covering our trail? Perhaps eight or nine miles. It’s excellent time, considering."
Gaius grimaced. "Nothing like a nice walk to make one appreciate flying, eh?"
"True enough, sire." She moved to him and withdrew her flask from her pack. She offered it to the First Lord, and Gaius accepted it with a nod of thanks and drank thirstily.
"Not precisely my question, though," Gaius said. "How far have we come, in total? I’ve been a tad distracted myself."
Amara settled down on the ground beside him, the better to keep their murmured words as quiet as possible. "Let me think. It has been nine days since we set forth, of which we have been on the move for a little more than seven." She mused over the terrain they had passed, adding the figures in her head. "Somewhere between one hundred thirty and one hundred forty miles, sire, or so I should judge.
Gaius blew out a breath. "I confess, I thought we would make much better time."
"We’re past some of the more difficult terrain," she said. "From here, the hills should become considerably gentler until we reach the swamps." She scratched her nose, and waved away a buzzing midge. "Call it another six or seven days to the swamps. Then our pace will slow dramatically."
Gaius nodded. "The last thirty or forty miles will be the hardest."
Amara glanced down at his foot. "Yes." Gaius caught the direction of her gaze, and arched an eyebrow. Amara felt her face flush. "Meaning no criticism, sire."
"I doubt you could give me more than I’ve already given myself," Gaius said, his tone light. His eyes, though, darkened a few shades, and his hands tightened into fists. "Hiding from a few squads of searchers. Running until the Count has half killed himself with effort. If we were close enough to Kalare, by the great furies, I’d…" He cut himself off, and shook his head sharply. "But that’s not yet, is it?"
"No, sire," Amara said quietly. "Not yet. But we’ll get you through."
Gaius was silent for a long moment. When he spoke, his voice was weary. "Yes. I expect you will."
Amara frowned at him. "Sire?"
He shook his head. "It isn’t that time yet, either."
Something in his tone alarmed her, and she felt her frown deepen. "I don’t understand."
"That’s as it must be for the present," he said, and leaned his head back against the wall of the ravine. "Rest for a bit. We should try to rouse Count Calderon before long. Cover more ground before nightfall."
"Are you sure you’re ready for that, sire?"
"I’d better be, Countess," murmured the First Lord, and closed his eyes. "I’d better be."
Chapter 23
Tavi spent an eternity in misery, longing for death to bring sweet release from the unrelenting torment. The others gathered at the side of his bunk on the ship, keeping a deathwatch over him.
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