1.43 In Which the Dark Lord Takes Responsibility for Once

1.43 In Which the Dark Lord Takes Responsibility for Once

Its pretty bad, mlord. Olyc didnt beat around the bush. Seems like Lady Grays pulled almost her whole organization to focus on Cat Alley. Gotta be near every gang operating in the Gutters is hanging around there, either right in it or just outside. Me and the lads can still get in and out to check on things, being that we know all the subtle routes and have plenty of friends in there, but its been a close thing already and it wont be long before one of us slips up.

What are the gangs doing, exactly? I dreaded hearing the answer, but obviously I needed to know.

Applying pressure, he said flatly, meeting my gaze. Every kind they can. Theres been no more outright seizures like they tried with the Cat, and Gray hasnt tried to actually take over and run it as a business since all the employees scarpered, but theyve trashed the place something awful. Im just glad Miss Minifrit aint around to see it. During night hours they hassle johns and anybody else coming into the street, all but shutting down business. The girls and bouncers wholl still talk to us said Grays people have taken aside the lower-rent madams, probably just to give her orders that the Healers not to be allowed on the premises. With nobody but gangsters coming through Theyre breaking stuff, hurting people. Helping themselves tofreebies. Olyc tightened both hands into fists as he spoke, and Thwyns jaw clenched so hard it looked painful. Rough-like, even more than that needs to be.

For a second, I could barely breathe. I felt sick. All of this was my fault.

I wanted to charge right down there and What, exactly? Aster and I could maybe take on Grays organization. Wellpart of them. I was apparently a pretty powerful sorcerer and her artifacts were nothing to sneeze at, but we were both only human. How many enemies could we tackle before simple numbers won out? And that was assuming Lady Gray herself didnt take to the field with that invisibility dagger and whatever other bullshit she was hiding, which Jadrin and Jakkin both said she definitely would.

I thought Gray kept her hands off in Cat Alley as a rule, said Aster while I struggled for self-control. Doesnt she make money from the businesses there? This has to be hurting her own interests.

Thats always been the way, Olyc agreed, nodding at her, but apparently shes changed her mind. Right now it looks like Lady Grays done caring about money. What theyre doing Shes just punishing the Alley cats for supporting the Healer. Thats the only thing that makes sense.

And trying to drawhim out, Thwyn added, glancing between me and Aster.

In hindsight, my mistake was obvious. Id assumed once Maugro spilled the beans about my plan to move on festival night, with the likelihood of the outer gangs attacking at the same time, Gray would prepare her defenses to meet the threat. But she hadnt attained her position and kept it for years by thinking defensively. She meant to have all this settled before that night came so she could use it to take down any gangs that tried to attack her then. Either by luring out the Healer and dealing with himwith meor by inflicting such damage on Cat Alley that if I failed to show up, the women there whod been the victims of my scheming would never trust me again.

Listen, my lord, Olyc said carefully, now also looking pointedly at Aster. I know youre

We havent met before, I interrupted sharply.

He hesitated, clenched his jaw, then nodded once. Of course, mlord. My mistake.

God, it really was transparent, wasnt it? There were exactly two people with Japanese accents on this islandon this worldand only one was followed around by a woman with a huge sword. Norovena had glanced at her exactly the same way when the subject of the Healer came up. We could obscure the details, but the disguise was at best paper-thin.It only worked at all because relatively few people in Gwyllthean knew Lord Seiji. Enough did; too many, in fact. Hell, Id just personally set Rhydion on a course to figure it out (assuming he hadnt already), which was more than enough to make this good and disturbing, but

Suddenly I felt as if Id been dunked in ice water.

Uncle Gently knew about Lord Seiji. It was necessary for my use of his Rats to gather information. And Uncle Gently reported directly to Lady Gray.

My god, how could I have been so stupid?

The kids. Orphans in this medieval hellhole were less valued than livestock, and someone like Lady Gray counted lives and human suffering as nothing but tallies in her ledger, to be stacked up however it best served her interests. Shed already had a couple of days to

That ice water was drowning me. I felt the real world begin to slough away as an impossible, unclimbable wall of the consequences of what Id done loomed up on all sides. So much pain, death, destruction All unleashed because of me. I had to do something. What could I do? What could one person do, even with all the powers of a Dark Lord? I couldnt breathe. What could I do?

And then a strange thing happened.

It was as if my consciousness was rising up out of itself. Amid the whirling chaos of my own emotions, I floated, suddenly calm. Gazing down from a birds eye vantage at the rising torrent of panic, grief, righteous indignation, guilt, and vengeful rage, as if they were things that didnt truly concern me. More than that, I found I could see the broader situation, unencumbered by the chaos clouding my own mind.

What could I do?

From here, there was not yet a clear path to victory, or even to proper damage control, but suddenly I could plainly see the next steps to be taken.

Do you have paper in here? I asked Olyc. He blinked as if startled; I realized Id been standing silent for a long stretch of seconds, and whatever was on my face must have been rather unnerving.

Ahthat is, yes, mlord. Place is kind of a dump, but its a Dountol house, after all. Theres always paper.

Good. I need you to sketch me a quick map of the districts surrounding Cat Alley. It doesnt have to be complete; I just need to know the locations nearby from which Lady Gray is staging attacks. If shes moving people in full-time to pressure the blue light district, shell have set up field bases. Show me where they are in relation to the Alleys landmarks.

I Olyc glanced at Thwyn, who nodded once and turned to exit the kitchen, hopefully in search of paper. We dont know of all of em, obviously, and some of the likely spots are less than certain. I can think of several, though. The other lads may know of moren I do.

Thats fine. It doesnt have to be perfect, just get me the best starting point you can.

We can do that, my lord. Are Youre going to save the girls, right?

Im going to do what I can, I said, hearing the inhuman iciness in my own voice and feeling too detached from myself to care. Maybe I cant save anyone, but anyone I fail, I will avenge tenfold. Now. In terms of specifics, I need you to be on the lookout for three specific Gutter Rats Ill describe; theyre allies. Protect them if you can, and rely on them as needed, but dont place them in further danger. Also, I need you to get a message to Gannit at the Jostled Jugs. I hesitated, rapidly considering. Give me a moment to iron out those details. In general, I want you to spread the word to the Alley cats that the Healer is coming. If the gangs hear it In fact, let them. Let it spread to all of them. Lady Gray wants the Healer, and she tends to get what she wants. This time, she is going to choke on it.

After leaving the bouncers safehouse some minutes later, Aster and I made tracks for our next destination, a deserted spot amid the weed-grown foundations of some long destroyed structure on the periphery of the Gutters with a sheep field visible half a block over. There, we set about doing the absolute last thing I wanted to be doing right then: dithering around.

The arrangement was that the Rats found us. There wasnt even a dedicated meeting place, and in fact Gilder had made a point that we should pick somewhere different each time. Wed come to town and do whatever other business we had first; Gilder, Benit, and Radon insisted they were always watchful and had ways of finding us once they knew we were in town. So far, they always had, though it involved anything from five minutes to an hour of sitting around somewhere accessible but remote in the Gutters, depending on how closely they were shadowing us. The kids made a game of trying to sneak up on me, which theyd always lost thanks to Biribo.

So there was nothing for it but to sit there and wait for them to show up, simmering in the very real prospect that this would be the time they didnt. Whatever that preternatural calm from before was, it had dissipated rapidly on the walk over and now I felt like a nervous wreck.

Fortunately, Biribo had a way to distract me from my nervous pacing as soon as wed settled in.

So, uh, boss He buzzed out of his comfy padded pocked in Asters coat to hover in front of me. This is awkward.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

Ill take awkward, I said wearily. Whats on your mind?

Well, you just unlocked a new Wisdom power.

I blinked, twice. I did? When?

Just back there. Its, uh It re-purposes traumatic dissociation. Any time you experience something so emotionally painful your consciousness would shut down in self-defense, instead of actually shutting down it puts you in a highly lucid state from which you can think coherently at the cost of being, uhemotionally detached to a pathological degree.

And we knew what that meant, cos we aint stupid, Radon interjected.

Benit nodded. We know how to nod and smile and say yes, so we did, and promised wed fetch you. All like everything was level. But Uncle Gentlys not stupid either, and Gilder thought Well, we decided to play it safe. We didnt sleep at the Nest last night, and we decided not to go back. We been watching for you so we could tell you whats what, Lord Seiji. Sorry for making you wait, but there was other Rats prowling after us and we had to lose em.

Okay, I said with strained patience, but where is Gilder?

He drew off the others, Radon answered, his expression far too solemn for such a young child.

Dont worry, Gilders better than the two squishbutts who was after us, Benit hastened to assure me. He can lose em, no problem, itll just take some minutes. But Lord Seiji He told us to link up with you, said to tell you he was gonna keep on watch in the Gutters a couple days more.

He what?!

Theres a lot going down, she said, small and wan and earnest. Lady Gray is losing it, Lord Seiji. Shes gone crawn mad over the Healer and shes kicking down Cat Alley to get at him. Gilder told us to come to you. He saidhe said we should ask you to hide us till all this blows over. But he doesnt wanna pack it in yet. He said hes gonna stay your eyes and ears in the Gutters and have fresh news for you when youre ready to make your move.

God damn that boy. If I ever saw him alive again Id wring his scrawny neck.

Hes good, Lord Seiji, Benit said, her own fear plain on her face. Butnobodys as good as I mean, Gilder can manage for a couple days, probably. I dont think I wouldnt leave him more than that. That is, if you

Biribo, do you think you can find him? I asked.

Track one child whos not already within range of my senses in a city this size, when hes already working to evade detection? Biribo did an agitated little loop-de-loop. Honestly, boss, these two would probably have a better chance of running him down.

I didnt even consider that idea. Gray was after me, and she knew these kids were a connection to me. I needed to get them out of Gwyllthean, immediately. Gilder Fuck. I just had no way to get to him that wouldnt also endanger Radon and Benit.

Seriously, Radon exclaimed, what is that? It talks!

Right back atcha, kneebiter, Biribo spat.

Biribo is my familiar, I said.

Benits eyes widened. Yeah, she was always the one who knew more than she let on and put things together quietly.

Whats a familiar? Radon demanded.

Its a helper I get from having the Blessing of Wisdom.

Wisdom? he scoffed. Thats not a real Blessing!

Yes, it is, Benit whispered. Its just really rare.

Wait, the younger child said, frowning, but youre Blessed with Magic.

Yep. In spite of the dire gravity of this situation, I couldnt help enjoying this reveal as it played out. I guess showmanship is baked right into my soul.

Areare you the Hero, Lord Seiji? Benit whispered.

I shook my head. Nope. Im the Dark Lord.

Both children stared up at me in pure awe. Then Radon grinned so widely it almost looked painful.

Awesome! he breathed.

Well, it was nice to be appreciated.

Okay, look. I knelt amid the weeds, bringing my eyes closer to theirs. Gilder was right. I mean, not about him running off to play tag with Lady Grays gangs by himself, thats the dumbest goddamn thing Ive ever heard of and Im gonna box his ears for it when I see him again. If I see him again. But about getting you two out of Gwyllthean. I know its all youve ever known, and its scary to leave it, but we have to go, now. I will come back for Gilder as soon as I can, but for now well have to trust that he can look after himself. Since he hasnt exactly left us with any choice.

We can still help you, Lord Seiji! Radon swore. We can fight!

Benit gave him a sidelong look which emphatically disagreed.

Listen to me. I reached out and put a hand on each of their shoulders. I know youre used to having to work for every scrap you get. It seems normal to you to be used by adults until youre either used up or survive to be adults yourself. But that is not normal. Its fucked up, is what it is. Anybody who puts children in danger like this for their own purposes is a complete piece of shit who deserves whatever happens to them. And yes, that includes me. I could tell you a story about how I had no other options and tried my best to look after you, but none of that really matters. What matters is I did it, and it was wrong as hell. And the difference between me and Uncle Gently is Im going to take responsibility.

As of right now, you two are retired from Rat work. Understand? When youre grown, youll have to make yourselves useful, just like everybody does. But a childs job is to study and to play, and thats what Im gonna have you get down to as soon as were safely back at my castle.

Both of them swelled up again, Radon until I feared he might burst.

You have a castle? he squealed.

Is it far? Benit asked, only a trifle less breathlessly.

By contrast to their enthusiasm, the question caused me to deflate. Was it far? I looked the pair of them over critically; they were about nine and six, by my reckoning, and clearly both tired and hungry to begin with. For children in that condition to make a journey like that, on foot

Hey, Aster, I said, turning to look at her over my shoulder. About how strong would you say you are?

Id caught her smiling fondly, no doubt at my little speech, but just like that her expression collapsed into a particularly vivid Aster Look.