Horselords
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The guards led the pair to the center of the yurt and roughly pushed them down to their knees. Chanar kept his eyes to the floor, but Bayalun glared venomously at her stepson.
Yamun rose from his throne and slowly circled the two. Finally, he spoke in solemn tones. “You’ve been proven guilty of treachery against your khahan. Now, I must give my final judgment.” At this Chanar raised his head, stubbornly ready to meet whatever doom Yamun might name.
“By law,” Yamun continued, “you should be taken into the wilderness and strangled. This would satisfy the ancient codes of our people.” He paused and let the prisoners think about their fate.
With a heavy sigh, the khahan continued. “I’ll not do this.” Yamun stopped at his scribe’s table and motioned for the man to write down his words. “General Chanar, I’ve not forgotten the battles where you stood at my side when all were ready to run. My anda, once I swore that I would forgive your crimes though they were nine times nine. This I have done. General Chanar, I let you live. But you will no longer command the tumens of the Tuigan. I banish you from my sight, to the command of a minghan of scouts.” The pained look on the general’s face told everyone that he considered that fate worse than death.
Yamun looked down at the scribe, who was furiously writing. “A jagun of troops are to be Chanar’s guard. If any evidence of further treachery comes to my attention, Chanar will be put to death.” The khahan turned to his once-loyal friend. “Perhaps you may work your way back to a command, but do not think to cross me again.”
The khahan scowled as he turned to his stepmother. “Bayalun Khadun, you’ve done much and deserve a painful, long death.” The woman stiffened. “However, I have no guarantee that death will end your plotting. Your sorcerous powers could strike from beyond the grave. At the suggestion of my anda, you are to retire from worldly life and renounce your claim to the title khadun. Your guards are disbanded. You will spend the rest of your days in the magic-deadlands of Quaraband. Sechen Khan is your jailor. Do you object to this, Mother?”
Bayalun paled. Yamun’s sentence was as good as death. However, Bayalun knew that any protests would be futile. “No,” she whispered. “I welcome a fate that removes you from my sight.”
“Then let all those who oppose these orders know that they are by the khahan’s will.” Yamun said. “Get them out of my sight. Sechen, see that the orders are carried out.” As the two were led out, Yamun scooped himself a ladleful of kumiss. He stood breathing deeply, letting the anger flow out of him. “What do you want to ask, Koja?” he suddenly inquired, seeing the priest still quietly sitting in the corner.
Koja looked at Yamun in embarrassed surprise. Bowing his head to hide his reddened face, the priest finally spoke. “Yamun, I do not understand why you let Chanar and Bayalun live. It is commendable in the eyes of the Enlightened One, but it is very dangerous, isn’t it?”
Yamun set down his cup and rested his chin on his hand. “I’ve given it much thought. For Bayalun, loss of her magic is a horrible fate.”
“What about Chanar?” Koja asked, setting his own cup of tea aside.
HORSELORDS
The Empires Trilogy: Book One
David Cook has been designing and writing games for more than ten years. In that time, he has worked on projects ranging from the World War II boardgame simulation Europe Aflame to the Bullwinkle and Rocky™ party game. He is also the designer/developer of the AD&D™ 2nd Edition rules and the creator of Kara-Tur, the oriental lands of the FORGOTTEN REALMS® fantasy campaign setting. Horselords is his second novel.
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