Secrets at the Keep (Kingdom of Denall Book 2) Read Online Free

found that he was inside a cage that covered him on all sides. He turned on his side and watched the two men who now stood over the woman.
    One of the two men turned and looked at Mylot. “You don’t need to be part of this conversation,” he said, then he waved his hand and Mylot’s world went silent. He could see them questioning the woman but he didn’t know what they were saying. He banged his hand against the barrier that trapped him in, but it was not moving. Who are those two? What are they saying? How did that woman beat me?
    After a short time the man with the armor tied the woman’s hands and feet together, picked her up and deposited her in a heap right next to Mylot. The man who had an astonishingly large nose waved in a friendly way, then he joined his companion as they walked back to the city.
    As the men moved into the distance the ground under Mylot began moving and he turned to see some horses approaching. Captain Conrad pulled her horse to a stop in front of Mylot. She looked furious and as she opened her mouth to speak, he was disappointed to find that the magic barrier vanished.
    “What are you doing?” She demanded.
    Mylot rolled over and pointed at the woman to his side. “I saw her sneaking to the woods, I came to help.”
    “Get off the ground, and go back to the barracks. We’ll decide what to do with you later.” She turned her horse around and charged after another seeker who was getting close to the woods. Mylot noticed that she had two other seekers tied up on horses behind her. Despite complete humiliation, he found himself again admiring her skill. There was definitely something he could learn from her expertise.
    In the stables he removed his own armor, brushed down Gapol and saw that he had food, then he walked slowly down the stone corridor to sit on a hard wood bench. As he waited for the other seekers to return, he began writing a note.
     
    Sir Rodnik,
    I have failed in almost every way possible. You trained me well, and I left the tournament early. I am sorry. I will do everything I can to follow in my father’s footsteps, but I might not even be trained for the King’s Guard, and if I am kicked out of this training, I will come home in complete humiliation.
    Whatever does happen, please continue with our plan to find my half-sister Maggie. I need to fulfill my father’s dying wish to get the chest to her. If I fail in everything else, I will not fail in that. When you get home tell mother that I will be writing her soon.
    ~Mylot
     
    Mylot looked down at his note and all he saw was weakness. Excuses for failing. He was about to crumple it up when it was ripped from his hands.
    “What’s this, little mouse?” Captain Conrad asked as she passed by him. She looked down at the note for a brief second, then back to Mylot.
    “It’s nothing,” he responded as he extended his hand for her to return the note.
    She held it for a moment. “Hmmm.” She stood as if trying to figure out what to do next, then she placed the note back in his hand. “Come with me.”
    She walked down the hall a short distance then she pushed open an oak door. Mylot followed her into the small room that had a sturdy but plain bed, a desk and an old ladder backed chair.
    “What is this?” he asked.
    “Your quarters,” she said pointing around the space that was smaller than any bedroom he had ever seen. It was smaller than the servants’ quarters in their estate. But despite the size and humble furnishings, being shown to his quarters meant something much more important.
    “So I’m staying?” he asked.
    Captain Conrad nodded her head. “But this little act of stupidity tonight has pushed back your training substantially.”
    “Pushed back my training? What do you mean?” he questioned as he set down his pack on the desk next to the note.
    “For the next month you’ll be studying and you’ll be on cleaning duty.”
    “Studying?” Mylot repeated with a quizzical look. “What will I