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s the bones from slaves before their very eyes and munches on them at gruesome suppers。 All this he does to set the stage for his satanic invocations。 But when the spirits e； there is nowhere to hide。〃 Dante weeps and grips my arm fiercely。 〃Please don't go there； my lady！ In God's holy name I beg you！〃
I kiss him； stroke his face； and then shake my head。
〃I must go；〃 I say。 〃But I will go in the name of your God； if it forts you； and the name of my God as well。 Wish me luck； my dear Dante； and take care of yourself。 You are a precious soul； and I have known so few in my life。〃
He is in despair。 〃My lady？〃
〃Goodbye。 Do not worry about me。〃
I turn and walk deeper into the gloom。
I do not hear him follow。
Yet all around me darkness deepens。
The sun still shines。
10
This castle and its enclosure are built at the top of a cliff。 ing within a mile； I am able to see through the mist enough to know that the rear of the castle is unapproachable。 The drop down the back is virtually straight； a thousand feet easily。 Unable to see beyond the drop； I know that the ocean must lie not far beyond that…two miles at most。 With such a manding view of the sea and coast； Landulf would be able to spot enemies approaching at any point along southern Sicily。 His home is strategically placed…as Dante said…as a doorway to the Christian world。
Outside the castle proper but still within the high stone wall are many small houses； some for living； others military structures where horses and arms are stored。 Soldiers with swords wander around small fires； cooking meat； talking among themselves。 Over them hangs the bulk of the castle…much larger than I had imagined it。 These fires； I see； could not be responsible for the strange mist。 Yet I no longer smell cooking human flesh and have to wonder if I imagined it。
I glance behind me。 The shadows have grown long； the day is almost over。 Dante is nowhere in sight。 Yet I hear horses approaching from behind me； where I left Dante。 They have a cart of some kind…its wheels creak on the rutted path。 Above； a thick branch hangs over me and in a single leap I am cloaked within the leaves of the tree。 The castle will have to wait for a moment。 I want to see what these men are up to。
Minutes later I receive partial verification of Dante's wild tales。
On the cart is a cage； with metal bars。 Three desperate females are locked inside。 They are naked； but the four soldiers who have captured them are in full battle gear。 Two drive the horses； while the other two are on horseback； one at the front； the other at the rear。 The men are young but appear strong and battle tested。 The females are each about eighteen。 There is； of course； no way I can allow them to be taken into Landulf's castle； even if my intervening might upset my plans。
Vaguely； I remember I have rescued them before。
My plan of attack is simple。
As the first horse passes beneath me； a hundred feet in front of the cage； I drop down and land on the animal right behind the soldier。 He is surprised to have pany。 I don't give him a chance to experience the wonder。 Reaching up； I grab the back of his head and twist his skull。 There is an explosion of bone and cartilage in his neck。 He sags to the side； dead； and I shove him from the horse。 Behind me； the two horses pulling the cage rear up。 My horse I bring to a halt； and turn to face the others。
Already my long knife is out。 Whipping my arm through a blinding arc； I let go of the hilt and plant the blade in the forehead of one of the drivers。 The other driver draws his sword。 I am forced to run toward him empty…handed。 But I receive unexpected help from one of the females。 As the soldier raises his sword to strike me； a girl with long hair gives him a swift kick in the back。 He loses his balance and topples toward me。 Before he hits the ground I relieve him of his sword and cut off his head。
There is still the fourth soldier； the one bringing up the rear。 He has drawn a bow and arrow and is taking aim at me。 He is an excellent shot。 In the blink of an eye I see an arrow fly toward my head。 Ducking； I realize that even though it will miss me； it will strike one of the girls。 I am reluctant to show too many of my powers； but I have no choice。 As the arrow flies by； I reach up and grab it and then break it over my knee。
The fourth soldier is worried。
〃I am going to release the women；〃 I say to him； staring。 〃They will ride back the way they have e。〃
The soldier just nods。
There are keys to the cage tied to the belt of the soldier who has my knife in his forehead。 I relieve him of these and open the cage； marveling at the intricacy of the lock。 The craftsmanship is far beyond anything I have seen before。 But the keys work fine and a moment later the women are free。 I give the reins to the one who assisted me； and throw the cloak from a dead soldier over her。
〃Ride fast from here；〃 I say catching her eye。 〃Do not speak to anyone about me。〃
She nods。 I step from the cart as she turns it around。 In seconds the women in the cart are out of sight。 Slowly I walk toward the remaining soldier； who has moved aside to let the women pass。 I admire his courage； that he has not tried to bolt。 But he is still a kidnapper； and I am thirsty。 The soldier draws his sword as I approach but I shake my head。
〃You are going to die；〃 I say。 〃It is better not to resist。〃
He swings at my head； misses。 Stepping forward； I grab the hand that holds his sword and look up into his frightened eyes。 〃Who sent you to capture those women？〃 I ask。 〃Was it Landulf？〃
He shakes his head。 〃No。〃
〃Who then？〃
He refuses to answer me； even though I press him with my eyes。 He continues to shake his head； and I am puzzled。 I finally pull him from his horse and throw his sword aside。 Drawing his face near； I let him feel the warmth of my breath。
〃What is he like？〃 I ask。
The man is resolute。 〃He is my lord and my master。〃
〃Is he evil？〃
He sneers。 〃You are evil！〃
I have to laugh。 〃I suppose I am…to you。〃
He dies； in my arms； from blood loss。 Afterward； I feel refreshed； ready for more action。 The bodies I hide in the bushes beside the path。 The blood； even； I cover over with mud。 I wash and dress like a young boy again； my hair under my cap。 Then I walk toward the castle and boldly knock at the iron gate that guards the entrance in the wall。 A host of soldiers answer and I am stern with them。
〃I am here to see Landulf of Capua；〃 I say in a powerful voice。 〃Bring me to him。〃
They lead me through the courtyard filled with soldiers and smoke to the castle door。 A servant es； and then another。 They all seem fairly normal； although I obviously make them nervous。 Finally the woman of the house arrives； Landulf s wife； Lady Cia。 A striking woman； she wears a high…necked； tight…sleeved； long tunic belted at the waist。 Many jewels adorn her hair and elegant fingers。 Her hair is black and worn up and her eyes are dark。 She is not Mediterranean but English。 Her smile is weling； yet it doesn't reach her eyes。 She is exceedingly thin； and holds herself under rigid control。 I cannot say