Blackthorne’s shock, but because to hear it all again brought the enormity of the situation home to The Raven.
‘You’ve got to get word to Heryst and Vuldaroq,’ said Blackthorne into the yawning silence that followed, his voice oddly quiet. ‘Xetesk must not be allowed to take possession of either research or artefact.’
‘That’s why we need your help,’ said The Unknown. ‘Our clear priority is to recover the thumb fragment. Going to Lystern or Dordover is days out of our way. You’re a respected statesman and a supporter of magic. This sort of news might be better coming from you. We’re not exactly friends of Vuldaroq’s these days.’
Blackthorne rubbed his hands over his face and drained his glass in one long swallow, refilling it himself having dismissed all his servants.
‘The situation is very tense. Lystern has formed an alliance of sorts with Dordover, but Dordover, or more specifically Vuldaroq, is the more active partner. As far as I know, Heryst still has a diplomatic team in Xetesk but details are sketchy. He’s a man of reason as you know but he’s not in a strong position. He’s gone the only way he can, blockading lands and defending Julatsa, but it’s put him in thrall to Vuldaroq whether he likes it or not. There’s no doubt that knowing what you’ve just told me about Calaius and the elves would be enough to bring Lystern firmly into the war on Dordover’s side. But I’m not sure that’ll help you, considering in all probability you’ll need to get inside Xetesk.’
‘On the other hand, as soon as the elves encounter Dordovan or Lysternan forces, the story will be out and we’ll have had no chance to mitigate the message,’ said The Unknown.
‘Indeed,’ said Blackthorne. ‘Well there’s really only one course of action we can take as far as I can see. I reckon it’s time I sent a trade delegation to Lystern. Quickly.’ He smiled. ‘I might even go myself, perhaps try and find time to have an informal talk with Heryst. You lot, on the other hand, need to get towards Xetesk as quietly and as quickly as you can. I think I can spare some horses and trail food though having an elven archer might help you down something a little more appetising.’
‘My Lord, I hadn’t considered you travelling there yourself,’ said The Unknown. ‘You’re powerful enough to request Heryst communes with your senior mage.’
‘Face to face is the only way,’ said Blackthorne. ‘This is too important for third-party communication.’
‘Just make sure you take a mage we can contact,’ urged Ilkar. ‘If events overtake us, you need to know before you get too close to it all.’
‘I’ll do that,’ said Blackthorne. ‘We’ll discuss the finer points of travel later but there is something else I need to apprise you of if you’re travelling direct to Xetesk.’
‘Wouldn’t have anything to do with Selik, would it?’ asked Hirad.
‘Your friend and mine,’ said Blackthorne, nodding. ‘He paid me an unexpected visit a few days ago. Unexpected and odious. He’s getting cocky. Very cocky. And with some reason. He’s got considerable support. Desperation does that to people and he’s a master at playing on people’s fears.’
‘But they’ll be old men, young boys and farmers,’ said Hirad. ‘Not exactly battle-hardened.’
‘But there will be lots of them. Thousands,’ said Blackthorne. He leaned forward. ‘This is a warning, Hirad. Don’t underestimate him. He’s powerful now and most of the mages are too scared to come outside their college walls. He’s someone else that needs stopping.’
‘Well you’re talking to the right man,’ said Hirad.
‘Later, Hirad, all right?’ said The Unknown. ‘Let’s get this thumb back to the elves first.’
Blackthorne pushed himself to his feet. ‘Right, Raven, I’m going to organise you some beds and horses, then we are going to talk further. If we want Balaia back, we’ve got to do this right.’
Chapter 37
Erienne couldn’t sleep. The state room she shared with Denser was airy and large, the bed beautifully comfortable. Denser lay quietly beside her but she was unsettled from having spent so much of her time over the last few days exhausted from the continuous training the Al-Drechar had given her.
It had gone on day and night during the sea journey but they’d left her alone for the walk to Blackthorne. They’d known she needed her energy and said they’d be back to help her sleep, but she’d heard nothing and now she felt fearful because without the touch of those she despised to keep her safe she wasn’t