the stone quarry, and since the childhood well-mannered ability not awarded him
to rustle when it is necessary for nobody.
If! - he thought, winding between bushes and on the run looking out for traces in
to dewy grass. In the clear sky only the very narrow sickle of a new moon hung,
but to the Wolfhound there was quite enough light. If Luchezar really
started bad. If it remained in the tent, but did not go,
reserve for the sake of, with the adolescents somewhere in the wood... No, this
it is unlikely, he here too especially does not know places, and so, and
will keep where it is more of and at weapon. And little girl, that
to shout squeal was not superfluous, and the mouth can be shut, and in a bag to put her,
and it is simpler than that: to threaten that alive will skin the groom on boots,
if it is not lovely with the boyar. Yes. to Ania is not the warrior Ertan,
which on bread will smear anyone and will eat...
And here is how Luchezar was going to live further and to get on even not with
klyuchinsky velkha - with the knes, Sense Nesmeyanovich, - about that
it was necessary only to guess. People will find out that occurred. Let and with
lateness, but will find out by all means. In Galirada, seemingly, at all not
knew about gray powder. And what it does with the person. Otherwise did not charge
to Luchezar protection of "sister"...
And if, so far I hang around the wood, with a knesinka something here?. Solve,
Wolfhound, solve itself, nobody to you not a prompter here. And to answer too
you will be on anybody, except yourself, do not hope.
He also did not hope. Already very much, long ago.
Twice directly on it vicious klyuchinsky dogs jumped out,
excited with invasion of strangers. But yet the dog was not born,
which would begin to bark at the descendant of the Grey Dog. The wolfhound ran all over
galiradsky stanovishche on a wide arch, passing in the dark forest watchmen,
as if the lovchy animal who is sniffing up production. If it yet not absolutely
forgot to realize on traces, Luchezar with blizhnik stayed at himself. And
it is reserved, from the wood, nobody till approached the camp.
Night watchmen stood on two, one couple from another on distance
call. Without being shown itself, the Wolfhound considered everyone. And in those two,
that located on the direct way to a tent of the boyar, Kanaona recognized and
To Plishk. Here so. Who will reproach Luchezara that he put the favourites
closer to? Anybody. And happen something, both bandits to pleasure
will swear that nothing was seen. Also did not hear a sound.
The wolfhound moved further to the wood, understanding: if boyar really
sent someone for Ania, his soldiers will come back most likely
exactly here.
The nice figured sword hung in a sheath at it behind the back, but to start up it
it did not prepare for business. Was not enough yet.
It had very sharp hearing, but animal after all conceded. Mysh,
come back on a shoulder, started and hissed, and only then the Wolfhound
caught steps in a forest thicket. Four, he determined now, by a habit
covering with a palm of an aggressive small animal. And three go, and
the fourth is dragged violently, and it, that is she, tries to beat off, but
little it turns out. The wolfhound shugnut Mysh away as assumed,
that business will hardly do without a fight, and ran towards.
He saw them much earlier, than they are him. To them, with their ordinary
eyes, there was hardly enough light in the night wood not to get lost.
Three huge strappers, опричь who Luchezar were seen seldom. One of
them conducted red-haired to Ania - uncombed, without raincoat, in torn apart from above
to the bottom to a shirt. In a mouth at it the gag stuck out, and the hands able so it is dexterous
to bring jugs with drinks, were broken for a back and are connected
rope. Two other adolescents walked on the parties and with all the heart touched
the helpless captive, hardly restraining not to begin to guffaw on all
to the district.
The wolfhound came because of trees to the open place and rendered:
- She does not want to go with you.
For them it was the black shadow without the person which suddenly grew on the road.
They recognized it more on a voice.
Guys stopped, but the production, clear, did not release. Ввязавшись
in similar business, go all the way, and otherwise it was not necessary and to undertake.
- Э and it here one, - that from two told that he stood slightly ahead.
Conducting to Ania contemptuously hemmed:
- There was from here, a mercenary!
Armye, even adolescents, seldom respect those who serve for money. They
consider, and not without justification that the hired soldier is glad to go over to that,
who will pay more. The wolfhound of never ranked as mercenaries.
- She does not want to go with you, - he repeated, without moving a little. It
managed to look narrowly to holding to Ania and already understood that Gods solved for
it to award something. It was that adolescent that raised at old
Kirenn.
Further everything occurred quickly. Much quicker, than it is possible about that
to tell.
- It is said yes to you, went... - annoyancely someone from them growled.
Two who are not burdened with the captive at once rushed to the Wolfhound, snatching out
from a sheath swords. Venn threw up hands towards to the falling blade of the first
and at the same time kicked with a leg in a breast of the second, slightly tarried
in the dark. The kick was shattering. In the spring, in a fight with robbers on
to the forest road, the Wolfhound killed with just the same blow the person. Luchezarov
the adolescent got off with the broken edges and a clavicle: veins after all spared
the guy executing the seigniorial order. Though believed about himself that
to the twenty-year-old spindle-legs in an okhotka undertaking similar, the person already
not to happen. So, and there is no need to tsatskatsya with it.
The fact that managed to snatch out a sword was lucky no more. Its blade finished
the whistling arch from top to down, but any more not at will of the owner. The wolfhound forced
the adolescent to be put by a nose forward and to run three superfluous with a razinuty mouth
step, and then with a force pryanut back, having taken his armed hand in
zhivodersky capture. Something is damp cracked and moved, breaking up under
his fingers, the sword dropped out down to the ground. The wolfhound very doubted that this
the hand which was just humiliating unfortunate to Ania will be able sometime to hold
at least spoon.
Two quietly were based upon a forest grass, put as would be expressed
the Vienna soldiers, in a small group. The third also thought not at once that there was one.
His associates did not even cry because such pain not at once
reaches consciousness, the shaken consciousness manages to go out mercifully.
Nothing, still will cry at ease when recover and will spread to look for the help.
The wolfhound stepped to the third, intending and to treat him on
justice, but that showed unexpected speed. Pulled out from zone
sheath the knife, grasped to Ania more strong and put an edge to her almost
- Do not approach!
The wolfhound also did not think to stop. When it was necessary to it, he was able
to move quickly. Very quickly. He did not doubt that he will be in time. But in it
time for the head to his opponent, as if silent death, from where
from above silently Mysh fell. Black wings closed up to the adolescent of an eye, sharp
teeth jerked an eyebrow, claws of back pads walked on a cheek. The guy published
some bleating also waved away a knife, but hopelessly was late. Mysh disappeared
as instantly, as appeared.
The wolfhound covered with one jump three steps separating it from a solvenn.
His left palm shot forward, being developed by an edge, and with a crunch
smashed to the adolescent a nose. Have blow on a half-vershok above yes slightly more feasibly,
also no doctor would save. And so - nothing, will depart, only
cute ugly face it has more not выхваляться any more.
To Ania, brought down from legs, tried to crawl away away from slaughter. At fear of an eye
are big: she nearly went crazy and did not know any more of whom to be afraid more -
three tyrants or the bodyguard of a ban-riona who crippled all three.
When the Wolfhound lifted it, she was desperately killed at him in hands,
shedding tears and lowing something through a gag.
- Now I will untie, only do not run and do not shout, well? - told veins.
The little girl, seemingly, did not hear, and then it strong stirred up her for
shoulders so the head was shaken on a neck. He knew from experience that on
the frightened woman it works better than tender arrangements. And it is right,
the look to Ania found intelligent expression.
- Everything, nobody to be afraid more, - the Wolfhound grumbled, untangling thin
cord at it on wrists. - Only it is silent, understood?
To Ania hasty began to nod. Eyes at it still were size about a saucer.
The wolfhound pulled out soundly tired out gag, and she began to breathe, precisely
the caught small fish. Venn not really waited that she kept the promise, and
it was ready to catch if runs, but the girl threw up hands to the person,
hasty turned away, and pulled out it. Knees broke from endured
horror, it grabbed a tree not to fall. The wolfhound otkromsat at
one of thieves the shred from a shirt, allowed it to wipe a mouth. To it,
it seems, only here properly reached what to be afraid indeed more
there is nobody. It suddenly caught for a vein and desperately began to sob, having buried
the person to it in a breast and beating as if in a fever. The wolfhound embraced her, became
to iron a palm red curls, wet from sweat. Foreign bride. Mild,
tender, house. Nearly gone crazy in paws at three stervets Through
the torn shirt the Wolfhound clearly felt the warm body which is pressing close to him,
the gentle, hardly covered breast.
- Your raincoat where? - he asked quietly. The imagination managed to draw
to it frightening picture: early on morning the marsh velkh which did not wait
the daughter home, find her wrinkled raincoat somewhere on bushes.
- At... at N - them it... - stammering, uttered to Ania. Raincoat really
it was found in a bag at one of bastards, at that to which the Wolfhound
spoiled a hand. The adolescent poorly moaned: veins without big philanthrophy,
leg, turned it on a back. When these three begin to think, them
the victim it will be already far.
- In total here? - the Wolfhound asked. - A pin there, a scarf that else at
you was?
Wiping the flowing tears and convulsively muffling up in a raincoat, to Ania somehow managed
to tell it that her offenders not only covered up all tracks of unequal fight
on a footpath, but also took away it far aside on the stream falling in
the swamp, - in case will let dogs. The wolfhound silently listened to it
the story, deliberating what to do next. At the same time he watchfully observed
for Mysh who with gusto rushed over prostrate bodies, on the fly
profaning everyone in turn.
- Houses will not miss you if till the morning you do not come? - asked veins
at last.
Here to tell lies to it that by all means will miss, but she answered the truth.
To it it happened earlier, visiting Ketarn, to remain with his kind mother
on a lodging for the night.
- Went, - the Wolfhound told and took her by hand. Mysh hanged in air,
looking it into face, then sat at the owner on a shoulder.
To Ania obediently trudged for the bodyguard, holding his palm and
trying to wrap up more densely on a breast a shirt and a raincoat. The raincoat was thick and
warm, but continued to shake the little girl. A wolfhound, having thought, removed leather
jacket also forced to dress to Ania it. It raised eyes and is shy
asked:
- We now where? To Ketarn?.
- No, not to Ketarn, - the Wolfhound told and saw that it again
was going to be frightened. There is nothing to do, it was necessary to explain that to what.
- You though know who dragged you? - he asked for a start.
Answered Ania:
- L-people... the grandee who is lucky a ban-rion... To the grandee to it, on
to opinion of the Wolfhound, it would be necessary to have the guts for garters. And to force to measure them
steps, in it life will not run low yet. To act this way with Luchezar was not
within his power. To a great regret.
- If I take away you home or to the groom, there will be an alarm. And that at all
a fight, - he told Ania. - Local tribe galiradsky threshing barn hand two hundred
years holds... well, to death to quarrel because of one govnyuk? So and
there was at it nothing... And for your offense I with them am enough, apparently,
settled accounts...
Velkhinka looked at it, obviously remembering instant and very
rough violence which he just used in front of her eyes. To be
can, punished over again will start lifting up guys and to frighten maids. But will be
it still very at a distant day.
- Where? - in a whisper asked to Ania, quailing and being afraid to think, will not demand
whether defender of an award. A little with veins it was known, the Wolfhound hemmed in a beard.
Then remembered that the Wolf was wine too.
- To the yard of a ban-riona, - he told aloud. - To us, bodyguards, there
the barn was taken away... You will have a sleep till the morning, nobody close will approach. The will ask,
where was, you will tell, returned to the monarchess to serve. Understood?
They came back to Klyuchinka already the acquaintance Volkovads in the way: through
water meadow, up a slope, then through тын. Young velkhinka
it appeared the insignificant skilled worker to climb fences. It was necessary a vein
to place her upward, then to catch on hands. Touch of warm
maiden body both confused, and pleased it. To Ania it was hooked by a hem for
sharp top of the squared log and, coming off down, finished without that
the torn up to pieces shirt. The wolfhound in the dark made out further how it
reddened, hiding from it the become bare knees.
When they reached the yard, it became clear that he was in time to something
to teach the wards. Could seem to a third-party look as if
the yard was deserted at all, only near
a barn glimmered someone left
kosterok. But once you approached closer, and at gate two were quietly condensed
tall shadows.
At the sight of the companion Volkodava looking so as if her wild animals
bit, at brothers eyes were rounded. They, of course, recognized at once in it
the red-haired bride of Ketarn also lit up to find out that happened. But
veins, without pressing in explanations, led the girl to a barn, and twins
were careful to ask.
The wolfhound realized a door and svetets lit in a corner. The splinter inflamed,
having lit up pure mazany walls, a tidy birch bark floor and three spread out
fur beds. To Ania will marry Ketarn and many years will enter
here as the hostess, and every time will be remembered by her most, very first
the night spent in these walls.
The wolfhound without great delight inspected the bed, found it not quite
suitable for the young girl and, having reached, removed from wooden
carnation gray, on soft fur, a presented suede raincoat.
- On, settle, - he told a velkhinka, stretching it a raincoat. -
Now to put on I will bring.
To Ania, rather calmed down to begin to think on this subject,
started and wanted to thank. But veins already closed behind itself a door.
Velkh did not suit internal partitions in the houses,
preferring dense woven curtains which they it is skillful also about big
invention embroidered. At the same time those that had no person were especially appreciated
wrong sides: the embroidery turned out bilateral. Such curtains, product
the best skilled workers, partitioned off a knesinka horomina on two half.
Main where madam, and a hall where servants spent the night was located.
Any of girls did not wake up when the door was quietly opened and entered
Wolfhound. Only the old nurse at whose headboard oil did not go out
светильничек, opened eyes at once, and then anxiously rose on
elbow. Still the bodyguard had no habit to rush into rooms
knesinka at night. Means, something happened. Flood, fire, enemies!.
The wolfhound applied a finger to lips and soothingly nodded to the old woman, then
approached it, stepping through peacefully snuffling servants, and
fell nearby on hunkers.
- The grandmother, - he told her in a whisper, - whether there will be no spare shirt,
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