I paced up and down my room as Heather explained what it was Lord Skarde did. The fury coursing in my veins as she spoke was enough to make the blood inside of boil. I never knew Lord Skarde was soone who was capable of all those despicable things Heather had ntioned. Sure, I knew the nobles were greedy with money even though they had more than enough but that didn't stop them. I just didn't think it would reach this extent.
"And you are sure of what you say?" I asked her once again.
Heather nodded her head as she stared at nervously from where she sat, "Affirmative my lady, it's what he does." Heather nodded her head at eagerly.
Fuck! I ntally cursed raking a hand through my hair in frustration. Those were very serious charges that were placed on Lord Skarde. Apart from taking heavy taxes, he was also faced with sexual assault and also when the people can't pay up, he takes them underground and force them to fight each other till there's only one that remain standing. That person ends up not paying tax and manages to evade it.
I clenched my fist as I thought about the whole thing again. To say that I was angry would be putting it lightly. I was livid with anger and literally livid with rage, but there was also sothing else beneath all those rage.
"So what are we doing?" Heather asked and I could detect a hint of excitent beneath her tone.
I stopped pacing and turned to look at Heather, "This is going to be very difficult Heather."
"Because of the guards guiding him?" Heather asked with confusion.
I resud my pacing as I stared at her, "Going after a lord is no easy fit." I said turning to look at Heather, "I've only gone after re noble n, bandits, going after Lord is going to be a huge step. Especially one that is Reagan's uncle."
Heather frowned at , her brows knitting together in confusion. "I do not understand what you are saying."
"I'm saying going after Lord Skarde is going to be a lot more difficult." I inford her, "I'm sorry but I can't go after him."
"Why?" Heather asked , "Because you are scared?"
Shaking my head, I sat down on the chair facing Heather directly. "Listen to Heather, I can't help. Going after Lord Skarde would draw far more attention to than anyone else."
"But we don't need you, we need the black knight." Heather whispered still not seeing my point. "Isn't that what the black knight is about? Heeding the call of the voiceless? Only you have the power to challenge Lord Skarde, only you have the courage the rest of us don't possess."
"This isn't just courage Heather." I said my tone pleasing, begging her to understand, "This is about risk, if I do this it would bring risk to everything I've ever cared about, including that of my marriage. He being Lord Skarde made things even more difficult. Reagan might not be that close with his uncle, but that doesn't make him his uncle no less! If he finds out, this could ruin things_"
"For who exactly?" Heather asked cutting off.
I was taken aback by her question. "You said this could ruin things, so for who? Your new found love with the lord of the house?"
Her words hit and all I could do was just stand there and stare at Heather for a mont, clearly not expecting such forwardness. Silently, my lips open wide as I could. She crossed her arms and leaned in her seat, staring at with her eyes full of defiance.
"You know it's not about that Heather." I said a little hurt she would think of that way.
But Heather wasn't having any of it. "Oh its not?" She asked with narrowed with eyes, "Because the way I see it, it looks as if you are more worried about how your marriage will be destroyed more than the lives of the people that are already being destroyed by Lord Skarde!"
"Damn it Heather, you are not listening to !" I yelled at her unable to keep quiet anymore. "Going against Reagan's uncle, risk my identity being exposed! Do you even know how my reputation will be destroyed, the sha I'll_"
"Sha?" Heather asked as she stood up, "You are going to talk to about sha? What about the sha of the girls whose innocence had been taken? The sha of those families that had been silenced?" Heather asked narrowing her eyes at , "You know I thought the black knight would heed the call of anyone, apparently I was wrong!" Heather said one last ti before she turned to leave.
Groaning, I went after her and grabbed her hand. "I'm sorry Heather," I apologized, knowing how deeply the matter hurt her.
I had given her the hope she wanted, the feeling that she could co and talk to about anything. But here I was, turning her away her cries for help. Besides she was right, Lord Skarde sins were too great to be ignored which is why I decide to look into it.
"Alright hear out," I said, "I will check Lord Skarde's lair, and see if your story checks out_" I said to which Heather bead at but she shouldn't be happy just yet so I continued. "If your story checks out, I'll inform Reagan and make sure he does sothing about it."
"And if it doesn't?" Heather asked .
Drawing in a deep breath, I knew I had no other choice. "Then I'll take matters into my own hand."
Heather stared at with a small smile on her face, "You really an that?"
I nodded my head at her. "Of course," I assured her, "Besides I think the guilt will probably eat up alive if I fail to do that."
Heather smiled warmly at and before I could comprehend what she was doing, she took rushed steps forward and imdiately yank into a hug. "Thank you my lady, thank you very much."
A lump ford in my throat as I hugged her back, then I pulled her way so I could stare at her. "But this stays between us, you can't tell anyone else or give any of the victims hope, not until we know what exactly we are dealing with!" I told her and Heather nodded her head at .
"Of course my lady." She said unable to contain her excitent, "So what do we do first?"
"First, I'm going to infiltrate Lord Skarde's residence. Tonight!" I told her my voice filled with determination.
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