De Loungville turned with a look of irritation on his face at the breach of protocol, but Borric only grinned. “Nakor, is that you in that getup?”
Returning the King’s smile, Nakor moved forward. “It’s me, Majesty. I went, too, and came back. Greylock is with the other ship, and any others who survived and made their way to the City of the Serpent River will be with him.”
De Loungville bit back anything he was going to say to Nakor. It was obvious that he and the King knew each other. Nakor nodded toward Erland, who also smiled at the sight of the little Isalani.
To the four prisoners the King said, “You are all pardoned, your crimes and your sentences are vacated.” Glancing at Erik and Jadow, he said, “We see you’ve taken service.”
Erik merely nodded, while Jadow stammered, “Ye-yes, Majesty.”
Looking at Sho Pi and Roo, the King said, “You have not.” Sho Pi bowed his head. “I will follow my master, Majesty.”
Nakor said, “Stop calling me master!” He turned toward the King. “The boy thinks me some sort of sage and insists upon traipsing around after me.”
Prince Erland said, “I wonder why. It wouldn’t be because he saw you pulling your ‘mystic sage’ scam, would it, Nakor?”
“Or is it the ‘wandering priest’ dodge?” asked the King.
Nakor grinned as he rubbed his chin. “Actually, I haven’t tried those in a while.” Then his expression darkened. “And I never should have told you two about them when we rode back from Kesh.”
The King said, “Well, take him along with you, then. You could probably do with an extra set of hands on the road.”
Nakor said, “On the road? I’m returning to Sorcerer’s Isle.”
The King said, “Not for a while. We need you to go to Stardock on the Crown’s behalf, to speak with the leaders of the Academy.”
Nakor’s expression darkened. “You know I’m quits with Stardock, Borric, and you have a good idea why, I have no doubt.”
If the King objected to being addressed so informally, he didn’t show it as he said, “We know, but you also have seen firsthand what we’re up against, and you’ve been to Novindus twice. We need you to persuade the magicians at Stardock what stands against us. We will need their help.”
“Find Pug. They’ll listen to him,” said Nakor.
“If we could find him, we would,” said the King. He leaned back in the deep well of the throne and sighed. “He’s been leaving messages here and there, but we’ve not managed to get him to come speak with us in person.”
“Try harder,” answered Nakor.
Boric smiled. “You, friend, are the best we’ve got. So, unless you want us to let every gambling hall in the Kingdom get word about how you can handle cards and dice, you’ll do this one little favor for an old friend.”
Nakor made a disgusted expression and waved his hand as if dismissing the King’s remark. “Bah! I liked you better when you were just the Madman.” He held his sour look for a moment while Borric and Erland exchanged amused glances.
Turning his attention to Roo, the King said, “And what of you, Rupert Avery? Can we not enlist your aid as well?”
The King’s direct address caused Roo to forget momentarily how to speak; then he swallowed hard and said, “Sorry, Majesty. I promised myself if I lived long enough, I’d come back and get rich. That’s what I propose to do. I’m going to be a man of commerce, and I can’t do that in the army.”
The King nodded. “Commerce? We suppose it’s a better trade than many you could choose.” He avoided any further remarks about Roo’s past. “Still, you’ve seen what few men outside our service have seen. We count upon your discretion, and if our meaning isn’t clear, we expect your discretion.”
Roo smiled. “I understand, Majesty. And I will promise this much when the time comes, I’ll help in whatever way I can. If those snakes come here, I’ll fight.” Then with a twinkle and a smile he added, “Besides, the day may come when I can be of more use to you than just another sword.”
“Perhaps, Rupert Avery,” said King Borric. “You certainly do not lack for ambition.” He waved over Lord James and said, “If it doesn’t compromise our dignity, see if we can be of a little help in getting Mr. Avery’s career under way. Perhaps a letter of introduction or some such.” He then waved over a squire who carried five bags, which were distributed one to each of the men. “A thank-you from your King.”
Roo hefted the bag and knew inside there was gold and even could estimate the worth from the weight. He quickly calculated he was already a year ahead of schedule in his plan to become wealthy. Then he noticed the others were bowing and moving away, so he quickly made an awkward bow to the King and hurried after the others.