The man’s eyelashes flickered.
Derek looked up. “Water?”
One of the mercenaries passed him a canteen, and Derek held the flask to the man’s mouth.
The prisoner came to life and gripped the canteen, drinking.
“Not too much,” I said, dismounting. “He’ll vomit.”
“Who is this?” Curran asked.
“Hugh’s second-in-command.”
Curran stared at me for a long second.
“What was said, exactly?” Barabas asked.
“I told my father that he had to give Saiman back. He gave me this man as a consolation prize. Roland had ordered him to murder some people. The Iron Dog refused, so my father decided to torture and slowly kill him. Then my father condescended to explain to me that when people didn’t play ball, things like that happened. I told him what I thought about that.”
Barabas squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. “How did he take it?”
“Look behind me.”
Barabas glanced at the storm raging in the east. “I knew I should’ve come with you. This is my own fault. Did he say anything about declaring war or coming for you?”
“No. He tried to slap me.”
“He what?” Curran snarled. His eyes went gold.
“He tried to slap me. I blocked it and told him that I would get Saiman back, it would make us even, and then he would have to decide what he would do about it.”
“Did he say anything else?” Barabas asked.
“No.”
The Iron Dog retched and vomited water on the ground.
“So no declaration of war has been made. We can work with this.” Barabas exhaled.
Yeah, right. “I don’t want to work with it.”
“I completely understand.” The weremongoose nodded his red head. “That’s why I would advise you to avoid speaking with your father while we untie this knot and hopefully prevent the city from being plunged into a horrible war with mass casualties.”
“Yes, of course, this is all my fault.”
“Yes, it is,” Barabas said. “All you had to do was walk in there and have a simple conversation with your father.”
Simple? “You know what I don’t need, Barabas? I don’t need you to criticize how I speak to my father.”
The mercs took a step back in unison.
Curran put his hand on my shoulder.
“Be careful, Kate,” Barabas said, his expression unreadable. “Your magic is showing.”
“Do you know where I found him?” I pointed to the Iron Dog. “I took him off a cross. There were thirty more like it.”
“Thirty-two,” a hoarse voice said.
I turned. The Iron Dog sat up, his light gray eyes open.
“Thirty-two people,” he repeated quietly. “It took them three days to die.”
“Because he had refused to kill them, my father made him watch. This is what you’re asking me to negotiate with, Barabas.”
“This is exactly why we need you to negotiate.”
“I’m getting sick of you ordering me around on my own land.”
“Enough,” Curran said.
Barabas took a step back. “We’ll talk about this another time.”
Curran crouched by the sitting man. “What happened?”
“There was a compound five miles to the south,” the man said, his words ragged. “Some kind of religious group. Roland wanted the land. He didn’t say why. He offered to buy it, but they wouldn’t sell it to him. Something they told him must’ve pissed him off, because he ordered me to take my people and clear it out. He said he wanted them buried off the land, somewhere else. I told him I was a soldier. I wouldn’t order my people to butcher unarmed civilians.”
“And if Hugh told you to do it?” Curran asked.
The Iron Dog faced him, his eyes clear. “He wouldn’t.”
Yeah, right. “I find that hard to believe,” I said.
“I’m a soldier,” the Iron Dog said. “Not a Ripper. Soldiers fight other soldiers.”
“He’s telling the truth,” Julie said behind me. “When Hugh needed a massacre, he’d use the Rippers. Most of them are dead now.”
Don’t explode. Nothing good ever came from exploding.
I turned to her.
“The Iron Dogs have six cohorts,” Julie said. “The first five cohorts have four hundred and eighty soldiers per cohort, broken into six centuries of eighty soldiers each. The Sixth Cohort had two hundred and forty people and was known as the Rippers, the shock troops. Each cohort had a captain. Hibla was the captain of the Rippers. This man is Stoyan Iliev, captain of the First Cohort. He was the first captain Hugh recruited himself.”
Great. I’d rescued Hugh’s bestie.