It didn't take long for them to find their way out of the
fortress, following the directions Breely had given Jarin. Once
outside, they all mounted and ran their horses as far away as
possible. There was not a reason to stay and try to find
someone with any more answers about Kain. Whoever was involved
had strong magic behind them, and they did not have the
abilities to combat it.
Jarin had insisted on carrying Kain in front of himself, since
he felt partly responsible for the things that had happened to
him. Kain still had not moved, and Jarin was concerned about
him. He could have been seriously drugged, or may just be very
tired and stressed out. Jarin was guessing the former. Either
way, he wanted to take care of Kain.
Two hours after nightfall, Devin allowed them to stop. They set
up camp and cooked something to eat. While they were eating,
Jarin felt Kain stir, while he was still leaning against him.
The blond man opened his eyes slowly, unsure of his
surroundings. When Jarin placed an arm around him, Kain leaned
Jarin looked at Devin, who appeared to be worried.
"How are you feeling, Kain?" The older man asked this
carefully, so Kain would have time to digest the words.
Kain looked confused, but answered. "I feel okay...Just tired
Jarin smiled at him, noticing that the smaller man had not
moved away from him. He seemed to be taking comfort in him,
Kain glanced around, settling on Devin again. "What happened?
The last thing I remember is going into that room, and someone
touched my mind...I blacked out, after that. Where are we?"
Devin shook his head slowly, regretting ever going to the
wizard's house, in the first place. "We were attacked, and you
were taken away. The wizard was murdered, and that is where it
all began. According to Breely, the man who rescued you, the
real danger was a magic user behind it, trying to get you. We
would not let that happen, and left as soon as we had you
Kain nodded. "I see." He glanced at the guards. "Who are they?"
Devin glared at the leader. "Guards who were hired to watch
you, once you were captured. They have agree to a plea bargain,
so they will work with us."
At this, the leader nodded. "It was a mistake to work for our
former employer. I quit, along with all my men. We did not know
magic was involved. I promise."
Kain nodded at him. "Okay. As long as you can help get us
somewhere safe, I will believe you. We don't know this area
"Thank you," the leader glanced at his brother, who was now
Devin glanced around. "Well, I think we should get some sleep,
once everyone finished eating."
Jarin searched the trees with his eyes, for the tenth time. He
was worried about Breely. The young man had not returned, and
Jarin hoped he was not harmed. He was not sure how he felt
about Breely being alive, but he couldn't help being worried.
The next morning, Jarin felt someone cuddled up next to him.
Looking down, he saw Kain sleeping soundly. He pulled the
smaller man tighter against him, noticing how he fit perfectly
against him. Smiling, he glanced around. Jarin saw a figure
huddled against a tree, unmoving. He got up and moved over the
the man cautiously.
When he got closer, Jarin saw that it was Breely. The young man
looked drawn and tired, and he was staring off into space. When
he turned to look at Jarin, there was pain in his eyes.
Jarin smiled at him. "What happened? Where is Rodney?"
Breely's nose twitched, the first sign he had shown of emotion.
"He's dead," Breely answered quietly. "He got shot with the
poison I warned you about."
Jarin remembered Breely's urgency about the cloak, and just now
recalled Rodney getting hit. "Is that what killed him?" He
still couldn't believe that Rodney had betrayed them. He was
still trying to move past the shock of the betrayal, and now
Breely turned to him again, his face clouded in pain. "He was
not right, when he was fighting me. Something was off. He
seemed crazed and panicked, almost like he was drugged, or
something," he glanced at the guards. "It didn't have anything
to do with them, except that they wanted the money from turning
him into the sorcerers. They are nothing but fools.
Rodney...wasn't all there," he said, suddenly biting his lower
lip and looking at the ground. Jarin saw a few tears fall from
his eyes, and he moved closer. Breely was shaking now, trying
to keep the grief away. Jarin pulled him close, allowing him to
cry freely. Jarin was also crying, and they drew comfort from
Breely finally pulled away, wiping his eyes. "I'm sorry, Jarin.
It's been a long night. I shouldn't have..."
Jarin shook his head. "No. It's okay. You don't have to be
strong all the time. It's better to get it out now, instead of
bottling it up."
"Thanks," Breely answered quietly. "I buried him already,
burning his body, as he instructed me years ago...He didn't
want to rot away. I guess that is a logical way to go." He
closed his eyes for a moment, took a breath, then opened them
again. "Are you okay?"
Jarin noticed that Breely had caught him staring at him. "Yeah.
I'll be okay. So will Adriel. He didn't know him as well as we
did. Honestly, I became kind of detatched from Rodney, once he
started acting strange, and getting jealous over Kain. I am sad
about his death...but I can't say I didn't see it coming. I
would have helped him, if he wanted it, but he wouldn't open up
Breely sighed. "I know. He had always been that way," he placed
a hand on Jarin's arm. "Hey, I think I should explain things to
you first. When you thought I was dead, I wasn't...exactly.
The necklace gave me some power, and the wizards at the castle
we just came from found me. I swear he was not connected to the
sorcerers who are after Kain. He had informants in your
father's castle, and that is how they got me back. He had me
pulled back out of the ground and revived. The necklace gave me
some strange powers, which allow me to feel into people's core
being. That is how I felt Kain's problems. I swear I am telling
the truth. I am also sorry that it has caused you so much pain,
and I couldn't go back to you."
Jarin was staring at him again. He touched the necklace.
"That's incredible. I am glad it did you some good. I was
wondering how you survived...I'm glad."
Breely started to reply, then placed a finger to his lips. "Get
everyone up. There's someone coming. I can feel it in the
ground. Move quietly, but quickly. I think it is these
mercenary magic users. If they have those darts, they will kill
us all. We need to get out of here." He pulled out his sword.
Jarin jumped to his feet.