Chapter 12

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We arrived at the Bedullin camp just before sunset. Ishea was muttering about how much she hated the sand. The wind had picked up and it was blowing in our eyes. Will laid out the plan for Ishea and I, we were going into the city just before dawn and sneak into the room where the Wakir held his audiences. Will and I would hide there and wait to see the traders speak to the Wakir. Umar's spies had overheard they would be speaking to the Wakir tomorrow so we would be waiting to see what has transpired. Ishea would be waiting nearby with our horses so we could escape quickly if necessary. It sounded like a simple plan, which was good because less could go wrong. Will promised to share our intelligence with Umar and we set out for the city.

We arrived after a day of travel and slept until a few hours before dawn. I quietly rolled up my gear and strapped it onto the saddle. Will handed Ishea and I some meat and fruit the Bedullin had given us to eat in the saddle. Quickly we arrived in the city. Will told Ishea to wait under a veranda close to the Wakir's meeting chamber. The sun just peaked its head above the horizon when Will and I were in position, hidden among the rafters.

After an hour or so, the Wakir arrived talking to the merchants. They were just like Umar described them bald and short with small eyes. The most intracitly dressed one snapped at the Wakir, "My men can't keep Selethen much longer we are due to depart for home tomorrow." I perked up the merchants had the Wakir.

"Take him with you", the Wakir replied unconcerned before yelling at a servant to get some coffee.

"That was not part of the deal!" snapped the merchant, "you will claim him by tomorrow morning or we will set him go! I will not be drawn into this plot of yours. I have the money, you have the guns and as an added bonus my men have kept your predecessor out of sight. I depart at sunrise tomorrow. "

He looked like he was about to walk out and leave the Wakir to stew in his mess but a man ran into the room. "Your excellency", he said breathing heavily, "we have found one of the foreigners."

"Really", the Wakir replied, "Well done. Bring them before me. "

"Right away sir" the guard replied, "Jamak bring her in."

It took all of my self-preservation and some of my ranger training to remain silent when they brought their prisoner in. Her hair was sticky with blood and she had bruises all over her face and arms. But through that all I still recognized her, "Ishea" I breathed.

I was just about to jump down and fight, never mind my bow was unstrung and harmless across my back and I would be out numbered three to one. I just had to do something! Once glance at my mentor however shook that thought right out of my mind. He gave me the hand signal for wait and watch but his face betrayed his worry for the situation. I turned my attention back to the Wakir and Ishea looked me in the eyes. Her eyes displayed pain and fear as well as some animal hunger for revenge. I could not deny the eyes of my best friend. "I'll get you out of there Ishea, I promise," I whispered.

Alright I have the story moving so now please review. I'm not sure exactly how I want to proceed and end this story and it is up to my reviewers. Ishea's been captured, does Amber go and rescue Ishea without Will's permission and help? Do Will and Amber have a big fight about whether to rescue Ishea or track the traders? Please review, I'm begging you guys, pleaseeee.