Around him, dusk settles over the rolling hills of the VysoÄina highlands. Rattayāthe whole of Sasauālies far behind them. Thisāll be Henryās second night away from home. The second of God knows how many.
Back in Rattay, the progress must be getting ready to depart.
Who will protect Hans now? Has he already found a new bodyguard?Ā
The thought makes Henryās stew even harder to swallow.
āHal? A word.ā
Radzigās voice drifts over from beyond the fire, near the edge of the ridge where the retinue made camp an hour ago. Heās in half-plate under a surcoat in Skalitz colours, wearing the same unreadable expression heās had ever since they shook hands in Pirkstein.Ā
Henry puts down his bowl and walks over.Ā
āYes, sir?ā
For a moment, a little frown appears on Radzigās brow. Gone in an instant. āIād like to hear your opinion on a matter,ā Radzig says and turns around. His head jerks to the outline of a city, squatting by the river in the valley below them. Compact roofs, smoke curling in the air, lights flickering on the massive ring of fortifications.
āA viperās nest,ā Radzig says, one hand on his hip, the other smoothing his beard. āJihlava was under Sigismundās control in the war. And even now the city leans toward the usurperāpartly due to the efforts of one of its leading men, a certain Lord ZajĆc of Jemnice. A lesser branch, that one. Hazmburk has too many burrows, it seemsā¦āĀ
Radzig chuckles and flicks a look Henryās wayāonly to let it slide past him at once. Like he has since the moment he walked in on Henry with his hand in Hansās braies. Canāt blame the man for that. He keeps his eyes fixed just off Radzigās shoulder, too.
When he stays silent, Radzig clears his throat and continues: āWe could give Jihlava a wide berth and only lose half a dayās ride. Restock on ŽerotĆnās lands instead. But on the other handā¦ā
Thereās a gleam in Radzigās eye, the corner of his mouth quirks upward. āLiechtenstein has a spy in the city, one of his new associates. If that man has found something, Jobst will want it yesterday. Soāwhat say you, Hal? Shall we risk it?ā