Fantasy fiction; Imaginary wars and battles -- Fiction
But with those words spoken was Zeldornius grown red as blood. In a
while he said, “It were black treachery. I’ll not credit it.”
But Lord Brandoch Daha answered him, “From his own lips I received
it, O Zeldornius. And thereto I plight my troth. This besides, that
Jalcanaius Fostus was turned from battling with thee nine years ago (as
he himself hath told me, and made firm his saying with most fearful
oaths), by intelligence brought him that Helteranius was in that hour
minded to take him in the rear.”
“Ay,” said Spitfire, “and unto this day he marcheth on Helteranius’s
track as thou on his.”
With those words spoken was Zeldornius grown yellow as old parchment,
and his white moustachios bristled like a lion’s. He sat silent awhile,
then, resting upon Juss the cold and steady gaze of his blue eyes, “The
world comes back to me,” he said, “and this memory therewith, that they
of Demonland were truth-tellers whether to friend or foe, and ever
held it shame to cog and lie.” All they bowed gravely and he said with
a great lowe of anger in his eyes, “This Helteranius deviseth against
me, it well appeareth, the self-same treachery whereof he was falsely
accused to Jalcanaius Fostus. There were no likelier place to crush
him than here on Salapanta ridge. If I stand here to abide his onset,
the lie of the ground befriendeth me, and Jalcanaius cometh at his
heels to gather the broken meats after I have made my feast.”
Brandoch Daha said in Juss’s ear, “Our peacemaking taketh a pretty
turn. Heels i’ the air: monstrous unladylike!”
But nought they could say would move Zeldornius. So in the end they
offered him their backing in this adventure. “And when the day is won,
then shalt thou lend us thy might in our enterprise, and aid us in our
wars with Witchland that be for to come.”
But Zeldornius said, “O Juss and ye lords of Demonland, I yield you
thanks; but ye shall not meddle in this battle. For we came three
captains with our hosts unto this land, and beheld the land, and laid
it under us. Ours it is, and if any meddle or make with us, were we
never so set at enmity one with another, we must join together in
his despite and bring him to bane. Be still then, and behold and
see what birth fate shall bring forth on Salapanta Hills. But if I
live, thereafter shall ye have my friendship and my help in all your
enterprises whatsoever.”
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