A Warrior's Redemption (The Warrior Kind)

"It would then seem to me a good idea for you to get out before they do find you out!" I said not understanding his reticence against leaving.

Sebastian looked up at me, "Better that I stay and deflect the attention from you. I don't mind sacrificing myself for my country or I would never have come here in the first place and besides I don't have long as it is anyway."

"You're dying? That's your real reason for staying isn't it."

"Yes I suppose, but I would appreciate it if you kept it to yourself."

I nodded and asked, "You mentioned that you still have some information to gather yet before I can leave?"

"Yes, I'm having a get together tomorrow night. The exchange will be made then and you will depart shortly thereafter with it, while I will remain here. Now I've kept you long enough from your much needed rest. Rugar show my nephew to his quarters would you."

The man from the carriage separated away from the wall behind me at his master's request. It didn't surprise me that he had slipped unnoticed into the room sometime throughout the course of our conversation. The man was skilled. I followed Rugar down the hallway to a room he indicated.

"Rugar, my horse has he been..?"

Rugar held up his hand forestalling my question, "I saw to it myself master Roric. He is a very fine animal, a fit mount to carry any warrior into battle, but I pray he never knows another master other than you to grace his back."

I looked at him appreciating his comment. What would he do when the master he had served so faithfully through the years was no longer around to serve? That would be a sad day.