Forty-five – 02

[This post is from Thordin’s point of view.]

“Enough, Hera,” Pluton said, his gaze turning back toward his companion.  His voice was stern, though quiet. “Leave them. We have work to do.”

The woman sneered slightly, but nodded. “As you wish, brother.” She cast a disdainful glance toward Thom and Thordin. “And what of them?”

“Leave them for now.” Pluton hauled himself back up into his mount’s saddle, then stared at Thom and Thordin as well for a long moment, long enough that Thordin felt the skin on his arms and the back of his neck beginning to crawl.

They’re not done with us.

“I grant you hours,” Pluton continued, his gaze settling on Thom for a long moment. “Pray you sort out the location of the druid or our lost child. Else we will ensure that you are not lying to us by force.”

With that, Pluton turned his mount and rode back toward his army. Hera cast one last glare at Thom and Thordin before she, too, turned and rode away.

Thom took a slow, deep breath, looking sidelong at Thordin.

“Something tells me we’re screwed,” Thom muttered.

Thordin shook his head. “Not yet, but probably soon.”

Fuck me. What the hell are we going to do now?

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2 Responses to Forty-five – 02

  1. Torfinn I. says:

    Yes, we noticed – there is a slight spelling error in the first sentence. Then name is Pluton, not Pulton (I bet one could write a funny story with that name).

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