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Merritt, standing beside her, made the general look not nearly as big and muscular as she had always thought of him.
“General Grundwall, can we speak privately? I need to ask you something.”
“Of course, of course,” he said, still grinning as he gestured expansively, urging her into an alcove to the side that held several statues of famous soldiers from history.
Before she could say anything, the general, still grinning, did.
“I must congratulate you, Lady Searus.”
If Magda had been on alert before, now she was alarmed. Again, the general spoke before she had a chance to ask what he meant.
“It’s wonderful news, simply wonderful. Just what the Keep needed. It lifted the gloom.”
Magda was not merely bewildered, she was becoming ever more apprehensive. She thought it best to be as careful as possible.
“And how did you hear the news, General?”
He straightened with a proud grin and hooked his thumbs on his weapons belt. “Prosecutor Lothain told me himself.”
Magda had to force herself not to act startled. “He did?”
General Grundwall nodded. He glanced around to make sure no one was close enough to hear him.
“I have to say, I’ve been worried about matters here at the Keep, but now, with you to marry our new First Wizard, I have been put at ease.” He held up his hand as he glanced around again. “Don’t worry, I haven’t told my men yet that Lothain is to be named First Wizard. I know that the news is supposed to be saved for an announcement at the council session.
“But the biggest news, as far as I’m concerned, is that you will once again be the wife of our First Wizard. I can’t tell you how relieved I am at that news.”
Out of the corner of her eye, Magda shared a look with Merritt.
She couldn’t help herself. “Why are you relieved?”
His brow lifted. “Lady Searus, you are widely respected. You may not be aware of it, but your word is widely listened to and valued. People know of all the times you have spoken with measured reason before the council, oftentimes being their conscience. You have always spoken for those who have no voice before the council. That has earned you the quiet respect of many people in the Keep.
“A lot of people had doubts about Lothain, and what you had to say about him before, and, well, your words put voice to the concerns of many. At the same time, though, there are others who believe in Lothain, believe that he is our savior for going after all the traitors among us. Those people, who believe in Lothain, would like to cut your throat. I have worried greatly for your safety because true believers are often quite vicious.
“But Lothain explained it all to me. He made it clear how your grief over Baraccus’s suicide weighed terribly on your nerves, that’s all. As he says, such deep grief can make even good people act out in misguided ways and so they must be forgiven.
“But by your marrying him, it will settle the matter and end any misgivings about Lothain being named First Wizard. People will be very pleased to have the reassurance of your confidence in him. After all, you’re marrying him!” He thumped his chest with a fist. “I’m reassured and pleased! I have to tell you, it will really quiet things down in the Keep. I can’t tell you how happy I am for you, and that you once again are to be wife to the First Wizard.”
Magda did her best to conceal her rage.
“And who have we here?” the general asked as his typical suspicious gaze turned to Merritt.
“I’m Merritt,” Merritt said with a pleasant smile, a smile that she could see was forced.
Merritt held out his hand. General Grundwall, still looking suspicious, shook the hand.
“Merritt is a maker,” Magda said, drawing the general’s attention back to her. “Since I have no use for them, I am giving Baraccus’s tools to Merritt, here. He will be able to put them to good use.”
“Ah,” the general said with a nod indicating that his suspicion had been allayed. “Well that’s a nice thing to do. I’m sure that First Wizard Baraccus would have wanted that.”
“That’s what I thought,” Magda said.
General Grundwall leaned close. “Now, what was it you wanted to ask me?”
Magda was taken off guard, and her mind suddenly raced for an answer.
If this man was now on the side of Lothain, she couldn’t very well trust him to take her to see the sorceress that Lothain was intent on putting to death. She momentarily considered taking him into her confidence and telling him that she had no intention, under any circumstances, of marrying Lothain. She was furious at Lothain for having the audacity to tell people that she was going to marry him.
As he stared at her, waiting for her answer, she reminded herself to focus. She couldn’t take the chance of trusting him.
“Well,” she said, “I was taking Merritt to show him Baraccus’s tools, like I said. We were passing nearby, and I hoped to run into you. I wanted to ask you if you had found the man who had murdered Isidore, the spiritist.”
“Oh, the spiritist.” The general frowned. “No. We’ve not been able to find anything at all. Even more disturbing, she is not the only one to be murdered in such a horrific fashion.”
Magda let out a disappointed sigh. “I’m sorry to hear that the killer is still on the loose in the Keep. I was hoping he would have been caught by now.”
The general nodded grimily. “A number of wizards working in the lower parts of the Keep, and even a few a bit higher up, have been murdered.”
“Murdered. By ‘murdered,’ do you mean . . . murdered like Isidore was murdered? In that same fashion?”
“That’s right. Ripped apart. They aren’t the only ones. I’ve had two patrols killed as well.”
Surprised, Magda leaned in a little. “Patrols? You mean soldiers? Armed soldiers?”
He folded his meaty arms. “That’s right. One of the patrols had three men, then several days later a patrol of four men was also attacked and killed. They were torn apart. Blood, guts, and brains everywhere in the hallway where their remains were found. We didn’t even know which body parts went with which men. We couldn’t even identify the remains, and only determined who they were when we took a head count.”
“Dear spirits,” she whispered. “That’s terrible. I’m so sorry to hear about this. And you have no suspects?”
“None. None at all.” His gaze had turned abruptly penetrating and uncomfortable. “And you say the man who did it, the man you saw kill Isidore, was a dead man?”
Magda shrugged, trying not to be argumentative. This was not the time or place. There were more important considerations.
“He looked dead to me. That’s all I can tell you. I suppose that maybe he was just disheveled and filthy. Maybe he used magic. Maybe that’s why he appeared so strong and could do what he did.”
“Ah.” The general nodded thoughtfully. “That makes sense.”
“It’s quite frightening to hear that no one has been caught.”
He peered at Merritt for a moment and then again eyed Magda carefully. “Are you all right? You look . . . I don’t know, tired.”
“I am tired, I’m afraid. A lot has been going on in my life recently.”
His grin returned. “I understand.”
Magda could feel her renewed flash of anger heat her face.
“Well, I must be going. Merritt here wants to pick up his tools and be on his way. I probably should get some rest.”
“Of course, Lady Searus,” the general said with a bow of his head. “Once again, my congratulations on your imminent marriage to our soon-to-be new First Wizard. I’m sure that everyone else at the Keep will be just as happy and relieved at this news as I am. People think a great deal of you, and will be encouraged by your decision.”
Magda nodded. “Thank you, General Grundwall.”
Before he could say anything else, Magda turned and headed away. Merritt jumped to quickly follow after her and stay at her side.
Chapter 69
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