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Chapter 7 - Fear
...when Erak and Svengal stopped arguing suddenly.
They looked up in Will's direction.
"Here comes trouble," Erak said quietly.
Will looked around. For the second time that night his blood ran cold with fear. Walking towards him was the same man who brought him here.
The man saw the fear in Will's eyes and grinned evilly. As he got closer he said, "You're to come with me."
Will swallowed,"Why?"
"Boss's orders."
"Morgarath?"
"Yes," and his grin became even more evil when the fear increased.
"But," Will tried to argue but the man pulled him off the ground.
"Enough questions," he said and then he half dragged a struggling Will off into the distance.
One of the Skandians broke the silence by letting out a massive belch. Then the conversations continued. A few of the Skandians felt a bit sorry for Will but generally they didn't really care. Will was just another of Morgarath's unfortunate torture victims.
After pointlessly asking some of the other Skandians to get him some food Svengal, finally, went to get his own.
Gilan had been following the men's tracks, quite easily, for a day. The Unit that had been set up for him were travelling easy and they were making good progress. There were a few things on Gilan's mind that were bothering him, one being that he was worried about Halt. He knew Halt was as fine as one can be after being beaten up but he still worried. Another thing was that he wondered what these men wanted with Will. He had thought of a few reasons and none of them involved these men just wanting to show Will their brand new garden. There was one idea in particular that Gilan hoped to God that he was wrong. He told himself not to think about it.
Halt woke to silence. It took him a second to remember why he was lying in Baron Arald's quarters but the second he did he felt a stab at his heart. Quicker than you could see Halt was out of bed and rushed out to the main part of Arald's quarters. No one was there. He didn't bother looking for Arald, he had to find Will.
He made his way to the stables and hurriedly pushing past a stable boy found Abelard. He would need to go back to the cabin to saddle Abelard and get provisions. Halt realised that Sir Rodney would have had to put Abelard in the stables. Rodney was one of the few people who knew Abelard's password. He had needed it when he was on a mission with Halt in the east. Halt smiled slightly at the memory of it. That was a mission to remember.
As he was mounting his horse he became aware of a presence behind him. Turning he found it was the Baron. He opened his mouth to say something but Halt cut him off.
"I'm going to find Will. I don't care if you think I'm fit enough, that doesn't matter."
Arald smiled. "Of course," he said. "I just came to tell you that we've sent Gilan ahead of you. He took a Unit with him in case of any trouble. If you follow him, riding hard you should reach him in about three, maybe two days."
Halt's defiant look turned into one of gratitude. "Thankyou."
Arald nodded his understanding. Halt mounted Abelard and said his goodbye to the Baron. Just as he was about to ride off Arald spoke again. "Look after yourself Halt. And bring back that damn boy of yours."
The man dragged Will across the camp, some men stopped what they were doing to look at the boy but most ignored him. It was not uncommon to have random, unknown people being dragged around Morgarath's camp.
When they finally stopped it was outside a large tent. Morgarath's tent, Will guessed. The man shoved an unwilling Will through the opening. The interior of the tent was fairly comfortable. It was warm, the main section was dedicated to planning war tactics and things like that. A smaller section, though no less comfortable, was obviously Morgarath's sleeping quarters. Then Will saw the man himself. Sitting on a rather cushiony looking chair was Morgarath. He was clad in black, thin and, even though he was seated, tall. His face was thin, high cheekbones and a beak of a nose, the skin pale and his receding hair, white-blonde. The look of him gave Will the shivers but quickly he got rid of any signs of fear. Men like Morgarath lived on the fear of others. Will was not going to give this man the satisfaction.
"Hello Will."
It wasn't until he spoke that Will realised it was going to be a lot harder than he thought to keep the fear away.
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