Cauldyth watched as Halam Umbrusk chopped various peppers
from his garden, smiling. Inside the sterling kitchen a large cauldron hung
over a nearby fire was a stew to which Halam added his vegetables. The kitchen was uncomfortably warm, but the
smells of meats and spices more than made up for the heat.
Over the past few days it was whispered in the Umbrusk
house that Halam approved of Radu’s actions in killing Lydda Artemel, some also
say he condemned the murder depending on who you spoke to in the house; either
way Cauldyth noted with unease that Radu was smiling and looked as cocksure as
ever. Cauldyth hoped that Chimak and Radu’s uselessness would leave Halam no choice
but to turn to Cauldyth, now that notion seems to be at risk.
“So explain why you have called us here.” Cauldyth asked
insistently, immediately taking control of the reunion. “I am a very busy man
Halam.”
“I will get to you in due time Cauldyth,” Halam said pleasantly
as whipped his hands, studying him. “First, I would like to talk about Radu.”
At the mention of his name, Radu’s smile wavered
slightly, a subtle tell that encouraged Cauldyth’s own aspirations greatly.
“Radu, there was a murder a few nights ago. Did you anything
know that?” Halam leaned forward scrutinizing his son.
“Yes father I am aware.” Radu said in an impressively
even voice taking responsibility for his actions.
“Ah, you are aware. Indeed. I’m sure and did you think me
a fool that I would not find out? It is only because you are my son do you sit
here Radu!” Halam’s temper flared, “It is only because you are my son will you
walk out of here today! You may have ruined our plans, both of you.” Halam said
indicting both Chimak and Radu with a wave of his chopping knife, “Now I must
fix your mistakes before years of planning coming to a stunning failure.”
Halam finally turned to Cauldyth, “What about you
Cauldyth? Can you correct this before my both of my son’s deliver us to ruin?”
Cauldyth smiled outwardly, he thought this day would
never come, “I believe I have a way.”

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