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the next wagon in!ā€ I shouted to the driver sitting outside. ā€œJames you can come with this load,ā€ I added.

ā€œNo Iā€™ll wait. You may need me to keep them moving till everyone is clear. Take Lady Rose instead,ā€ he replied.

I didnā€™t have time to debate matters with him. I took Rose by the arm and guided her over to stand by the wagon. She resisted me but I just put more force into it. ā€œI donā€™t want to go yet! You need more help here!ā€ she protested.

I ignored her and as soon as we stood in the circle I took us all back to Washbrook. She looked mildly startled at how rapidly our location had changed. ā€œKeep the wagons moving out as soon as they come through,ā€ I told her.

ā€œBut! Wait...,ā€ she started to argue. I gave her a push and a slap on the derriere. ā€œOh!ā€ she exclaimed. Penny and I were gone before she could protest further.

Penny glared at me, ā€œYouā€™re getting mighty free with those hands Mister.ā€

ā€œChalk it up to stress. Iā€™m not thinking as clearly as I should be,ā€ I said. I would probably pay for that one later. Fatigue was beginning to wear on me. I had used more power in the last few hours than I was accustomed to. Fear gnawed at me; if I couldnā€™t move them all there would be serious consequences.

We kept the wagons moving steadily over the course of the next half an hour. Despite my exhaustion I had begun to think we would make it without any more ā€˜incidentsā€™. A yell from the wall outside put an end to that hope. ā€œSoldiers coming! Lots of them!ā€

ā€œShit!ā€ I exclaimed. I was torn, if I went to help ā€˜discourageā€™ the kingā€™s men I would have to stop transporting wagons. If I ignored them they might overwhelm my men on the wall. A surge of fear and indecision paralyzed me, and then a hand settled on my shoulder.

It was James. ā€œKeep moving Mordecai. There are only five wagons left. Iā€™ll make sure they donā€™t get in,ā€ he assured me. I looked at the man who had become almost a second father to me. He looked old, which seemed strange to me. Still, his confidence made me feel better.

ā€œIā€™m counting on you,ā€ I replied and turned back to move the next wagon. I tried to keep my mind blank; I couldnā€™t afford to think of anything beyond my immediate task.

Each time we returned I heard things that worried me more. Shouting and voices carried loudly on the cold night air. The duke had tried negotiating briefly; to buy us more time, but it didnā€™t seem that the kingā€™s soldiers were having any of it. I felt a sense of relief as the last wagon found its place in the circle. One more trip and we would be done. I moved it quickly and Penny and I returned to collect my militiamen.

It was chaos. We left the store house to find the dukeā€™s yard filled with running men. Several were down already and I wondered who else had just died for me. The kingā€™s soldiers had been unable to force the gate and were now climbing steadily over the short stone walls. The house had not been built with defense in mind; the walls were no more than eight feet in height. Not far away I could see one of my men on the ground... an arrow protruding from the face of his helmet.

James stood in the middle of the yard screaming orders. If it hadnā€™t been for him they might have been lost already. ā€œGet back to the store house! Hurry up!ā€ he shouted. Most of the militia was running in my direction already but I could see some limping behind them. The soldiers crossing the wall were already beginning to follow.

ā€œLyet niā€™Bierek,ā€ I yelled, pointing my staff at the wall behind them. Light and sound assailed my eyes and ears. I repeated the process, pointing at different points along the wall, hoping to slow the men swarming into the dukeā€™s yard. James turned and started for the store house when he stumbled and fell. An arrow was sticking up from his hip. I felt a cry rising from my throat but there were no words in it, just a primal noise full of pain and emotion. More archers were taking aim from various points around the yard.

One of the men that had come with me turned back to grab the wounded duke, hauling him by main force across the yard. The others had by now reached me and were standing within, waiting for me so we could escape. I ran back to help him drag James back to safety.

Before I could reach them more arrows struck. I couldnā€™t see the manā€™s face because of his helm, but I wondered at his strength. An arrow had lodged in his shoulder yet he pulled the duke along as though he weighed nothing. I grabbed Jamesā€™s feet and we ran for the doorway. Arrows fell around us and I felt several hit my shield. Belatedly I thought to extend it to cover James and his unknown savior. I was so tired I could barely manage even that.

We got inside and several hands helped drag him into the circle. A dozen soldiers were charging for us and I knew they would reach us before I could activate the circle. Fear and rage pushed reason from my mind and I stepped out to face them. ā€œPyrren niā€™Tragen!ā€ I screamed. A shockwave of fire and death exploded across the yard. The men charging toward us were incinerated and even those further away near the walls were thrown back. Flames took hold and the single tree in the yard became a bonfire. The dukeā€™s house appeared to have caught fire as well.

My anger had gotten the better of me. I stared at what I had done in shock, despairing at the lives I had just taken. A hand on

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