Bloody Revenge

by Darrell Guidry

  naturally concerned duels and the well-known battles.

  "Three hand? As it - cannot be! - Gorkun was indignant with forced

  mistrust of the grandma. - Yes I saw at a fair, years... wait a moment... yes, years

  fifteen back. Who? Directly I do not remember! Smith Mezhamir

  Bullfinch!."

  Two days later Elen Gluzdovna with the nurse together invented for the old woman

  pretext to visit the street of smiths. The master Udacha in detail discussed with

  Haygal a form and decoration of a new zone knife and directly blossomed, having found

  in the grandma of the true expert on good blades. In a conversation names started gleaming

  the glorified swords and their great creators. The old woman accidentally mentioned

  Mezhamir Snegir, and Good luck sighed.

  "Kind there was a master, it is a pity for him... Why? So he married in a sort

  Gray Dog, itself you know how at them it is accepted. And with Grey Dogs then

  you remember what was?. To guilty say but only that made a good deed,

  who burned the Cannibal in the lock..."

  Wolfhound, Wolfhound... Knesinka looked at the last Grey Dog,

  not movably and silently sitting beside it, also knew that it will not leave anywhere.

  For now it with it, it was in safety. It moved so that

  knees felt heat of his body. And gradually dozed off.

  I saw anything and thought that I know how to live.

  But explained to me: not that I prayed to Gods.

  I had to put life on good and love,

  And I preferred to exchange for vengeance to enemies.

  It will be rendered to enemies, I was told. Not you, so another

  Over them will make a sentence of fair destiny.

  And you to someone would help to say goodbye to melancholy,

  And about a grief to forget forever hope to behold.

  You are guilty, told, you gold did not read books.

  You only to battle one surpassed science.

  When Kindness sets in on this earth,

  Such as you, will not sit for a holiday table.

  Than to break the Evil, I was told, you are better to protect

  Freedoms and the truths of a particle in soul learn...

  But those on whom I lifted the vindictive sword,

  Will not ruin anybody's defenseless life any more.

  I will look from far away at a feast of wise men.

  Feast of the righteous souls which are not dirtied by black fault.

  And that I will be happy as, in the end of the ends,

  There will gather saved by me once.

  12. 12. SONG OF HOPE

  The little army moved forward on Staraya Road again. In an integrity

  the one and only vehicle - generally thanks to the fact that remained

  маронг really did not burn. Fire greedy licked carved reddish

  sides, but could not catch them. Now in the vehicle, on

  to the indisputable order of a knesinka, arranged wounded. Dowry, that

  part that managed to be saved, overloaded on horses. Be around

  still, as to Klyuchinka, the friendly country, crippled quite

  it would be possible to leave in any roadside village. To people of a knesinka everywhere

  with pleasure would provide both leaving, and protection. And on a winter way in most

  Galirad would bring. Here, for Sivur, on friendship of locals

  it was not necessary to hope.

  If they in general were here - inhabitants. Sovereign Gluzd, recently

  traveling to Velimor, both there and back passed on Novaya Road. And

  local places further Kayeransky bogs did not get Ertan,

  even her grandfather. The warrior managed to remember only vague rumors about

  the forest tribes which seemingly had to meadow velkha distant relatives.

  Only relationship it, according to her, was such is that very few people would become it

  to be proud. Prick the forest clan which chose a quiet privacy of green

  krepy, earned an unenviable nickname "marsh", a local folk,

  if, of course, it truly was a sprout from a velkhsky root, would follow

  to call the most tender boggy. Another matter, Ertan did not want on

  whom in vain to slander and in vain to find fault with those whom never in eyes

  saw.

  The warrior spoke slowly, almost without opening eyes and continually

  stopping to take rest. Illad did not advise it at all to talk,

  but she did not listen. She reclined in the vehicle, grabbed across a breast

  wide bandage. As carefully governed a horse old Haygal, time from

  time the wheel inevitably ran into a stone or got to a pothole.

  Then Ertan silently turned gray, gritting teeth. Wounded men time from

  time mildly altercated, arguing whose turn to settle beside

  it.

  - Perhaps I heard something about the local people too, - spoke

  Wolfhound. It preserved Serk hit by robbers and conducted a stallion in

  to occasion, the benefit the train already moved with the pedestrian's speed. - From one

  the dealer, - continued veins. - Those people left to the road, and he offered them

  for sale pots. They only spat: the molding is supposedly not praroditelsky.

  The merchant so understood, at them if that it is accepted, so from Light Gods.

  He called them haryuka. And those or not that, I do not know.

  - Haryuki, - the knesinka thoughtfully responded. - Poe-vennski it, apparently,

  means "ugryumia"?

  She walked too on foot though the Snowflake in fight did not suffer -

  The wolfhound strongly suspected that the knesinka wanted to divide with pedestrian

  ratnik of their burden and by that to comply the simple source codes which saved it

  life.

  As for Luchezar - he did not persuade "sister" to keep any more

  closer to a team. He considered himself bitterly and unfairly offended and

  in every possible way emphasized the offense. As well as intention still to serve

  to knesinka and to protect it, without looking at anything. His people put the camp in

  to type of the others, but not nearby. And during transitions kept also:

  close, but independently. With mournful advantage for no reason at all

  fallen into disgrace. The wolfhound saw that a knesinka the further, the

  stronger conscience tormented. In his opinion, absolutely in vain.

  There was third or fourth day since they, with honor having buried

  fallen, left Kayerana. The midday halt when was already close

  knesinka of Elen, suddenly having decided on something, took the bodyguard for

  hand also forced to depart from the vehicle that nobody heard.

  - All of us were wrong, - having lowered a voice, she told the Wolfhound. -

  Luchezar - that persuaded me to go Staraya Road. I - am most,

  because obeyed... if did not obey, nobody would die,

  so?. - The voice of a knesinka shivered, she tried to speak firmly, but

  he saw that Elen Gluzdovna was ready to begin to cry. - And you were

  he is wrong, - it continued. - In vain you hit Luchezar. Why you so not

  you love it? Well, a habit at it not honey, but... He is a relative to me...

  The wolfhound drearily looked around and answered nothing. And that here

  to answer.

  - You are silent, - the knesinka sighed. - I here recognize that in vain here

  went... - And angrily threw up on it eyes. - The truth is told about you:

  it is dexterous to fight, and you think that circle of the rights!

  - I did not beat the boyar, madam, - the Wolfhound gloomy told.

  - And I did not see that! Ven
n nodded:

  - Did not see, madam.

  Knesinka was silent some time, biting a lip, and the Wolfhound prayed

  about itself that it stopped this a conversation, burdensome for it. But on

  The eye of Gods just ran a white cloudlet, and, probably, therefore it

  the prayer and was gone for nothing.

  - Spoke to me, - again there began a girl, - that you never addressed

  to the boyar, only through someone. Yes I and not the deaf. You veins: means,

  all this not just like that. You began to quarrel at once as soon as I you

  employed. Both of you to me serve, I have to trust both of you... and you to eat

  each other are ready. Why?

  Mentally the Wolfhound swore, and aloud told:

  - You should not speak about it, madam. It cut off:

  - Costs! I then chose not it though it to me and the relative!

  I have to know at least after that that at you on mind?

  "The monarchess, - the Wolfhound could tell a knesinka. - Me all

  yours - heroes and boyars how many they are, on a pervost to swallow were glad.

  Only Right when understood that I instead of a dog at you, forgave all to me.

  And Left even more from a skin got that to destroy me. Kanaon and Plishka,

  the ukhorez, in bodyguards married off... Why? Not the fool

  was born?. When were transported through Sibur, to me slightly did not gnaw a throat,

  that on the first ferry to send you. To tell you, a knesinka whom

  velimorets on that coast under an ushchuchila fir-tree?. And Staraya Road? Found

  the time against evil spirits to be executed, carrying the sister to the groom. And when those

  got where his good fellows got to, I would like to know? Whether there is not a bit too much,

  madam? And now itself think: who in Galirada the first bride later

  you? Well, if with you... - fie, fie, fie!-... whom with Ayudoyedovm

  the sonny in a trice will twist that did not harbor malice?. Correctly:

  Varushku-krasavitsu, Auchezara Luginich's light sister stupid..."

  Here how many any miscellaneous the Wolfhound could throw out to a knesinka. Quite

  perhaps, saving thereby itself and it from a set of the evils. It is easier for Venn

  would be to bite off to himself language. He told only:

  - I to guard you here, madam. But not to inform about relatives.

  The breeze moved his hair which it just for the first time braided

  after battle by a usual order.

  Knesinka understood that she will not squeeze out of it more words. Also drooped,

  nearly having burst into tears from powerless disappointment. In seventeen years it

  was able to talk at the bargaining to the shumlivy galiradsky people and to convince

  the sivogrivy stubborn husbands who were suiting it for grandfathers. With one Wolfhound at it

  it turned out in accuracy on a saying about the braid which found on a stone. With that

  essential difference that to death all its suite was afraid of "stone" of it.

  Who in opened, who secretly. The knesinka managed to understand: if veins accepted

  the decision to persuade it it is useless. To order - too. And sometimes and

  to ask why so, but not so. Here would also solve, from some nursery

  offense the knesinka suddenly thought. Once and for all. For and for me. For

  us is two. So what do you do not want...

  Coming back together with it to the vehicle, the Wolfhound paid attention on

  the horse adolescent, a bystry lynx of the wagon train jumping from the head. Except

  Luchezarovichey tops went only patrol who were sent in the parties

  and forward. The wolfhound noted how at once brothers pricked up the ears, selected

  Dashing. Their business young, passion there is a wish a knesinka though from something, and

  to protect. He was not too disturbed, having taken away patrol. It be found on

  to the road something truly dangerous, the young soldier, it is necessary to think, otherwise

  would bear a bad message. The wolfhound saw how turned to him gradually

  the stamping ratnik, asked about something. The young man in reply waved a hand,

  calmed. Ratniki shortened a stride.

  Having driven up to the vehicle, the adolescent came off down to the ground and came nearer, conducting red

  horse in an occasion.

  - The monarchess, - he bowed to a knesinka. - Forgive, the monarchess, the people

  local sent three husbands to the road. They say, want to say the word with

  you.

  - What for people? - asked Elen Gluzdovn. Redenky silk grid

  again waved before her face, pressed by a silver nimbus. - As

  look? You saw them?

  - Speak as velkh, the monarchess, - the young man replied and added,

  having thought: - as east. Though not absolutely. And persons like a velkha,

  only...

  He shrugged shoulders and perplexed became silent, having despaired to express in words

  strange feeling which was cast over it by forest men.

  - All right, - the knesinka nodded. - Tell that foremen gathered here,

  and let will bring those people. The adolescent shifted from one foot to the other;

  - They with weapon, the monarchess. You order to select?

  - To select nothing, - the wise girl disposed at once. - We

  here too with weapon. It is not necessary that they took offense.

  The wolfhound, of course, told nothing, but about himself approved it. Once

  still houses (so he, to own surprise, thought of Galirada now) it

  incidentally heard as Evrikh spoke to Tilorn: "Than the savage is more primitive,

  it is easier for that to offend". It then took these words personally and very

  it was offended, but did not show because did not put to discuss

  intended not to you. Only having waited for full two weeks, he asked at

  Tilorna, that meant "primitive". That explained. Now he remembered

  the abstruse word also thought how it was silly to take offense then. It is necessary to be born

  the complete fool or haughty solvenn, to consider venn

  undeveloped and simple, as toporishche. Another matter of a haryuka. If only

  it indeed were they. What to take from the tribe which already kind

  two hundred years did not show a nose from native thickets and very few people let in from the outside.

  It only in fairy tales wise men live in the locked towers where they is not present to the course

  to the mortal person. In life - шиш, it will not turn out.

  And that sensitive savages to whom the noble knesinka kept

  weapon, did not turn it against it, - on that and were fed beside it

  three bodyguards...

  Beautiful folding chair which purposely for such cases carried with

  itself madam, burned down together with a tent. The leather box was put to use

  Illada: the doctor only moaned, having a presentiment that the medicines stored there

  now it will be necessary for somebody from hurting.

  - Nothing, I will get up, - the knesinka assured. - What importance.

  Vividly threw with the beautiful embroidered cover a box. Knesinka took seat,

  servants laid the correct folds her white, furred raincoat and

  rose properly behind and on each side. It is small - Ghosn and Aptakhar appeared in time

  run, Deksha appeared a bit later - could not run because of a wound. The person at it

  and so was green. Illad rummaged in a chubby zone burse now and

  enclosed to it in a hand a small yellow pea. Deksha sent a pea in

  mouth and, being bent from bitter taste, he is grateful blinked to the doctor
. To nod was

  painfully.

  Left - wounded advantage - did not come absolutely though he was called.

  Forest guests seemed almost at once as soon as were ended

  fussy preparations. Three men, all low and thickset, in

  clothes from fur and the thick cloth painted by a genista and an orach in

  different shades of yellow and red color. All three seemed to the Wolfhound

  similar among themselves, as brothers. Or the father with sons. It is tenacious

  getting accustomed, he noted about himself the low foreheads, heavy jaws noticeable

  even through beards, and gloomy expression of eyes. It happens at the person,

  which endeavors to comprehend something obviously inaccessible to his understanding. Well as

  there are haryuk, the Wolfhound defined about himself. Ugryumtsa. If yet not

  it was found out that they generations marry sisters. On

  cousin - for sure!

  Meanwhile forest messengers stopped before a knesinka and bent

  knee. Those that went on each side fell by both, the fact that in the middle -

  on one. The wolfhound looked narrowly at him. It had a raincoat from inexpensive

  furs - medvedina, - but as it is cut out! The skin from the head of an animal served

  and almost covered with a hood a face, the skin from paws dressed hands and legs, and all

  traces of cuts and seams were so skillfully hided that their eye not

  distinguished. A sacred attire which the ancestor animal allowed to carry only

  to the senior among the descendants. And that not every day, - only in special

  the cases demanding praroditelsky supervision.

  Kneeling ugryumets kept mum, expecting that young

  the ruler addressed them, and it did not begin to weary them.

  - On a zdorova to you, kind people, under a shelter of this wood, - she told

  in language of east velkh. - I will not begin to torture who are that. We here

  guests are passable, and you are owners, to you and to ask, and to us to answer.

  I will tell only about what is visible at once: people you worthy and strong sort,

  sorts of Beauty of the Woods... - Here she significantly ran all over eyes bear

  raincoat standing in the middle. - Whether it happens to the page which came into yours