"Elenium 02 - The Ruby Knight" - читать интересную книгу автора (Eddings David)

not to leave Ehlana sitting in the throne-room in the
dark.'
"I don't think it makes much difference to her,
Sparhawk.'
"It does to me,' Sparhawk replied.
*Chapter2
The fog was even thicker when they gathered in the
courtyard a quarter of an hour later. The novices were
busy in the stables saddling horses.
Vanion came out through the main door, his Styric
robe gleaming in the mist-filled darkness. 'I'm sending
twenty knights with you,' he told Sparhawk quietly.
'You might be followed, and they'll offer some measure
of protection.'
'We need to hurry, Vanion,' Sparhawk objected. 'if we
take others with us, we won't be able to move any faster
than the pace of the slowest horse.'
'I know that, Sparhawk,' Vanion replied patiently.
'You won't need to stay with them for very long. Wait
until you're out in open country and the sun comes up.
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Make sure nobody's too close behind you and then slip
away from the column. The knights will ride on to
Demos. If anybody's following, they won't know you
aren't still in the middle of the column.'
Sparhawk grinned. 'Now I know how you got to be
Preceptor, my friend. who's leading the column?'
'Olven.'
'Good. Olven's dependable.'
'Go with God, Sparhawk,' Vanion said, clasping the
big knight's hand, 'and be careful.'
"I'm certainly going to try.'
Sir Olven was a bulky Pandion Knight with a number
of angry red scars on his face. He came out of the
chapterhouse wearing full armour, enamelled black. His
men trailed out behind him. 'Good to see you again,
Sparhawk,' he said as Vanion went back inside. Olven
spoke very quietly to avoid alerting the church soldiers
camped outside the front gate. 'All right,' he went on,
'you and the others ride in the middle of us. With this
fog, those soldiers probably won't see you. We'll drop
the drawbridge and go out fast. We don't want to be in
sight for more than a minute or two.'
That's more words than I've heard you use at one time
in the last twenty Years,' Sparhawk said to his normally
silent friend.
"I know,' Olven agreed. "I'll have to see if I can't cut
back a little. '
Sparhawk and his friends wore mail-shirts and travellers'