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John Flanagan: Erak_s ransom

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Halt, Gilan, Evanlyn, Horace and the two Skandians were given a prominent position in the circle sitting around the massive fire. Selethen and Will, however, were in the principal places of honour, seated to the right of Umar and his wife, Cielema, respectively. Evanlyn smiled at Horace and jerked her thumb towards the young Ranger, currently engaged in animated conversation with the Bedullin leader and his wife. The two older people roared with laughter at something he had said and he ducked his head, grinning, pleased that he had amused them.

'He falls on his feet wherever he goes, doesn't he?' she said, a trifle wistfully. Horace looked across the fire at his old friend and nodded.

'People like him,' he replied. Then he added, 'There's a lot to like, after all.'

'Yes,' Evanlyn said, her eyes fixed on Will. For a moment, studying her, Horace saw a brief shadow of sadness pass across her face. He jogged her with an elbow, a little more enthusiastically than good manners dictated.

'Sling us a peach, will you?' he said. She raised an eyebrow at him and grinned.

'You don't mean that literally, do you?' she said. He smiled, glad to see she had shaken off her melancholy, knowing that she wouldn't be able to resist the pun on his use of the word 'sling'. He held up his hands before his face in mock horror.

'Please! Spare me that!' he said and they both laughed.

The Bedullin, as a general rule, didn't use alcohol, but out of deference to the two Skandians, several flasks of arariki, a brandy made from fermented dates and peaches, were provided. Now Erak and Svengal, at their own insistence, decided they would perform a sea chanty for the enjoyment and education of the assembled group. They stood on rather unsteady legs and began to bellow out the ribald tale of a penguin who fell hopelessly in love with a humpback whale.

Since the desert-dwelling audience had never seen either animal and so had no idea of the discrepancy in their sizes, much of the humour fell flat. So did much of the melody. But they applauded the enthusiasm of the singers, and the sheer volume at which they performed, and the two sea wolves resumed their seats, confident they had upheld the honour of Skandia.

Halt was quiet, Gilan thought. But then, Halt usually was quiet at events like this. Halt's eyes were intent on the animated young face of his apprentice as he talked and laughed with the Bedullin Aseikh and his wife.

'He did well,' Gilan said and Halt turned to him, a rare smile touching the bearded face.

'He did,' he agreed.

'Told you he would,' Gilan said, grinning.

Halt nodded acknowledgement. 'Yes. You did. You were right.'

Gilan shifted to face Halt more directly, remembering something Halt had said some days previously.

'But you knew, didn't you? You said to us when we were in Maashava that Yusal had forgotten that Will was out there. So you knew he'd survived. How was that?'

Halt's face grew serious as he considered the question. 'I think knew is too definite a term. I sensed it. I've always had a sense about Will. There's a feeling of destiny to that boy. I've felt it since the first day he joined me.'

'And now it's nearly time to turn him loose,' Gilan said gently. He saw a mixture of sadness and pride competing in Halt's eyes. Then the grizzled Ranger sighed.

'Yes it is,' he said.


***

After the feast broke up, Evanlyn's party sat with Umar and Selethen around a smaller fire. Cielema passed around coffee.

'Perhaps it's time we talked a little business,' Selethen began, his eyes on Evanlyn. 'There is the small matter of Erak's ransom.'

He paused expectantly, waiting for Evanlyn to produce the money draft and her seal ring. Both items had been recovered from Yusal. Evanlyn, however, showed no sign of doing so.

'His ransom?' she asked and he nodded impatiently. 'Yes. You agreed to ransom him. I'm sure you can recall that,' he added sardonically.

Evanlyn nodded several times, went to speak, then stopped, her hand raised in midair. Then, as if uncertain, she said to the Wakir, 'Just explain the concept of ransom to me if you would?'

Selethen frowned. He had hoped to hurry through this matter and have it settled before anyone thought too deeply about it. It seemed he wasn't going to get away with it.

'I think we all know what a ransom is,' he said evasively. Evanlyn smiled at him.

'Humour me. I'm an addle-headed girl.'

Across the fire, Cielema hid a smile behind her hand. Umar, who had been told the background to this discussion by Will, leaned forward helpfully.

'If I might assist here. A ransom is paid by one party when a second party is holding a third party hostage.'

'That's a lot of parties,' Horace whispered to Will and the young Ranger grinned.

'S-o-o-o,' Evanlyn said, 'if I were the first party, I would pay an agreed amount to the second party who is holding the third party? Is that correct?'

'Correct,' Selethen said, thin-lipped. Evanlyn frowned at him, a puzzled expression on her face.

'You can't really expect me to pay sixty-six thousand reels of silver to Yusal, can you?'

'To Yusal!' the Wakir exclaimed, coming close to choking on his coffee. 'Why in the name of all that's holy would you pay it to Yusal?'

Evanlyn spread her hands in an ingenuous gesture. 'Well, he was the second party, wasn't he? He was the one holding Erak hostage when we found him. Not you,' she added, after a significant pause.

'That's a technicality,' Selethen began in a blustering tone. But he had a sinking feeling. He was being outsmarted. He thought it might be a good tactic to change the subject, then work back to the ransom question later. 'Besides, Yusal's future is yet to be decided,' he said.

'That's a good point,' Halt put in. 'What's going to become of Yusal?'

Selethen gestured towards Umar. 'That's for the Bedullin to decide, I would say. What do you want to do with him, Aseikh Umar?'

Umar shrugged. 'I don't want him. You can have him if you want him.'

Selethen smiled for the first time since this discussion had begun.

'Oh yes, I want him. The man is a killer and a rebel and we have a cell ready and waiting for him in Mararoc. He's been a thorn in our side for longer than I can remember. With him out of the way, the Tualaghi will be a lot easier to handle. As a matter of fact, the Emtikir has been offering a substantial re – '

He stopped himself a fraction of a second too late, realising he had said too much. He feigned a fit of coughing to cover his lapse.

Evanlyn waited till he finished, then tugged at his sleeve, forcing him to make eye contact.

'A substantial "re",' she said, mimicking his hesitation. 'Would that be "reward" that you were going to say?'

'Yes.' The word was forced out from between Selethen's suddenly thin lips.

'Now let me get this straight,' Evanlyn said thoughtfully. 'Who actually captured Yusal? I mean, who actually defeated him?' She looked up at the stars, her brow knitted in thought. Then it cleared and she said happily, 'Oh, I remember! I did! With my little sling!'

'She's right,' Umar said, grinning fiercely. 'If anyone has the right to determine his fate, it's her.'

'So I'd be entitled to that "substantial reward" you mentioned?'

Selethen was in an awkward position. If they had been conducting this discussion at Al Shabah or in Mararoc, he would have had the negotiating advantage that came with a large number of armed men to uphold his argument. But the only large force here was Bedullin – and their leader seemed to be in agreement with Evanlyn. On top of that, the Wakir admitted, there was a certain validity to all her claims. He hadn't been holding Erak when the Skandian was rescued – and the Araluan Princess was the one who had brought Yusal down. Technically, the Tualaghi war leader was her prisoner. Technically, she owed Selethen nothing and he owed her the reward. This wasn't how he'd planned things, he thought.

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