Back Before They Are Hanged
Chapters (54)
  1. Contents
  2. PART I
  3. The Great Leveller
  4. Best Laid Plans
  5. Questions
  6. The Wounds of the Past
  7. The Condition of the Defences
  8. The Tiling About Trust
  9. Allies
  10. Campfire Politics
  11. Small Crimes
  12. Rain
  13. Bloody Company
  14. Long Shadows
  15. And Next… My Gold
  16. Fear
  17. One Hundred Words
  18. The Blind Lead the Blind
  19. Prince Ladisla's Stratagem
  20. Until Sunset
  21. Long Odds
  22. The Road to Victory
  23. Necessary Evils
  24. Among the Stones
  25. The Fruits of Boldness
  26. One for Dinner
  27. One of Them
  28. PART II
  29. Heading North
  30. Scant Mercy
  31. So This is Pain
  32. One Step at a Time
  33. The Rest is Wasted Breath
  34. A Matter of Time
  35. Scars
  36. Furious
  37. To the Last Man
  38. Jewel of Cities
  39. Luck
  40. Beneath the Ruins
  41. No Good for Each Other
  42. The Hero's Welcome
  43. Cold Comfort
  44. The High Places
  45. Coming Over
  46. Cheap at the Price
  47. To the Edge of the World
  48. Before the Storm
  49. Questions
  50. Holding the Line
  51. A Fitting Punishment
  52. The Abode of Stones
  53. Back to the Mud
  54. Acknowledgments

More silence. He could see her outline in the moonlight, sitting near the wall, his coat wrapped round her shoulders, damp hair sticking spiky from her head, perhaps the slightest gleam of a yellow eye, watching him. He cursed to himself under his breath. He was no good at talking, never had been. Probably none of that meant anything to her. Still, at least he'd tried.

'You want to fuck?'

He looked up, mouth hanging open, not sure if he could've heard right. 'Eh?'

'What, pink, you gone deaf on me?'

'Have I what?'

'Alright! Forget it!' She turned away from him, pulling the coat angrily round her hunched shoulders.

'Hold on, though.' He was starting to catch up. 'I mean… I just wasn't expecting you to ask is all. I'm not saying no… I reckon… if you're asking.' He swallowed, his mouth dry. 'Are you asking?'

He saw her head turn back towards him. 'You're not saying no, or you're saying yes?'

'Well, er…' He puffed his cheeks out in the dark, tried to make his head work. He'd never thought to be asked that question again in all his days, and least of all by her. Now it had been asked, he was scared to answer. He couldn't deny it was somewhat of a daunting prospect, but it was better to do it, than to live in fear of it. A lot better. 'Yes, then. I think. I mean, of course I am. Why wouldn't I? I'm saying yes.'

'Uh.' He saw the outline of her face frowning down at the ground, thin lips pressed angrily together, like she'd been hoping for a different answer and wasn't quite sure what to do with the one he'd given. He wasn't either, if it came to that. 'How do you want to get it done?' Matter of fact, as if it was a job they had to get through, like cutting a tree down or digging a hole.

'Er… well, you'll have to get a bit closer, I reckon. I mean, I hope my cock ain't that disappointing, but it won't reach you over there.' He half smiled, then cursed to himself when she didn't. He knew she wasn't much for jokes.

'Right then.' She came at him so quick and businesslike he half backed off, and that made her falter.

'Sorry,' he said. 'Haven't done this in a while.'