Chapter 26: Two Of Swords

Zeb woke in a small stone cell. There was a mat under him and a bucket in the corner. It reminded him irresistibly of the room in the monastery. He sat up and checked the door - very solidly made of oak and iron, also locked. A panel at the bottom looked like it swung out to allow a tray to be pushed into the room. At least he wasn't in chains. He sat down on his mat and tried to work through what was going on.

The abbot had to be in the city for a reason. Zeb doubted it had anything directly to do with him. The last the abbot knew, Zeb had vanished into the forest. There was little to connect that brutal bandit with the young man who had stood between the duke and his daughter without raising a hand in self-defense. Nothing except the fact they were the same person.