Mindblind blinked his eyes open, squinting against the morning light streaming through the window, and tried to focus on his surroundings. Eventually, Raven congealed out of the haze, standing at the foot of the bed with her hands on her hips.
"Well, what do you have to say for yourself?"
"Morning to you, too," he said as he sat up and groaned. He was stark naked, and as the sleep fog burned off, he recognized he was in a room at the Cat.
"The hell made you run off alone like that, you damned idiot? Figure you were just going to walk up there, cut his head off, and come back for a beer?"
"Not exactly like that."
"And what about this?" Raven knelt down, and then stood up with a blood-stained sheet. "Damn healer had to spend an hour pulling chunks of steel out of your hide before he could do anything else."
"It's a long story."
Raven walked over and plopped down on the foot of the bed. She lifted a hand and made a little circling gesture with it. Long story or not, she planned to hear every word of it.
Mindblind sighed and launched into the tale of learning that Reed was behind the whole thing, and how his sword had urged him on, almost taking control of him. The metal shards were explained by the explosion of the magical blade. There wasn't much to tell after that, because Raven had arrived not long after.
She blew out a whistling breath. "I've heard about magic stuff that gets in your head like that. You're lucky as hell. Guess we should have listened to Indigo."
"Magic never has worked real well on me. My sisters used to throw spells at me all the time. Started calling me
Mindblind
because I was the only one who couldn't do anything with magic. Hell, even Vlad can do some little things he's learned from the Heraklan temple."
Talking about them set off a sudden surge of homesickness he never would have expected. Home was only a few miles away, but it suddenly felt like a thousand.
"Well, I guess you survived, and you have a good enough excuse, so I'll let you off this time."
"Thanks," he said sarcastically. "Don't suppose my pants are around here anywhere?"
"It's a whore house. Who's going to notice if you're swinging in the wind?" She laughed. "Actually, Pomp sent over some things, because your stuff was pretty torn up and bloody. In the drawers there."
"It's nice enough and all, but I hope he isn't going to follow me around like a damn puppy trying to pay off that debt he has in his head," Mindblind said as he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and opened the drawer.
"Not going to complain about one part of it. I can't believe the change in Yani. She's almost... Normal."
"Yeah, she looked a lot better when I saw her last night, even when she was passing out. What time is it, anyway?"
"About midday."
"Damn. I was out for a while."
While Mindblind dressed, it was Raven's turn to tell him about a few things he'd missed since he collapsed the night before. "Between Pomp, Indigo, and Yasmine, they convinced the guard and the governor to leave us out of it. Only other one they talked to was Yani. We're all free and clear."
"Least I don't have to get raked over the coals."
"Guess the two that were with Reed didn't really know what he was up to. They knew enough for him to bribe and threaten them, but had no idea how far he was willing to go to salve his burnt ego. His lordship is going to give Yasmine the coin from selling off that blueblood scum's stuff. Hardly makes up for what he did, but I guess it's something — and he
is
dead. You could have saved some for me, you know?"
Mindblind cinched up his new pants, which were of a cut and material that probably made them worth more than the whole of his sparse wardrobe at home. The shirt was likewise fine. His old, comfortable boots contrasted sharply with the new attire, but he was going to put them on anyway. "Suppose you could find where they've laid him out and stick him a few times."
"Don't tempt me. I'm of half a mind to cut off that inch worm of his that started this whole mess."
A knock sounded on the door, but it almost immediately flew open. "Are you decent?" Alice asked as she swept into the room with Betty and Cammie hot on her heels. "Damn, we're too late."
Mindblind shook his head and chuckled as he pulled on his boots. "Things getting back to normal?"
"Nope. Yasmine isn't going to open back up until tonight. We've been shooing guys away from the door this whole time. And that's sort of what we wanted to talk to you about."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Yasmine really likes all our ideas. She's sending a letter to Yvonne and Samantha about it, and she's going to help us set up in Stingy Pussy. We were kind of wondering if we could use one of the wagons?"
"Hell, I got no use for the damn things," Mindblind said with a shrug.
"Hard to hide from the law in a wagon," Raven added.
"Great. We figure it will only take us a couple of months at the inn to have enough to find a place of our own."
"Stuff that," Raven said. "I'll give you some coin so you can get your own place to start, and hire some burly guy to watch out for you."
"I... R-really?" Alice stammered. All three of the prostitutes wore looks of stunned surprise.
"Yeah. Just a few conditions. I don't pay when I need some pussy, the place has to have a back door and a basement, and I can crash there sometimes if I need to."
"Done. Hell, we'll set you aside your own room," Alice said.
"I'll give you all the free ones you want," Cammie said, and giggled.
Raven grinned, and then moaned. "I'll catch up with you later. I've got to do some business to get the coin."
"Don't get caught before you get back to us," Betty teased.
Raven twitched her eyebrows. "As if."
"Well, we're going to see about hiring a guard then. Maybe we find somebody who will do it for free ones, and save us some more coin."
"Probably can," Mindblind said.
Alice cocked her hips to the side and struck a provocative pose. "Interested?"
"Thought I was already getting free ones?"
She laughed. "You are. A girl has to try, though."
"Go on," Raven said, waving her hand. "Lots of guys in Stingy Pussy waiting to get their pricks wet. You don't want to keep them waiting."
"We can't thank you enough — either of you," Cammie said.
"You're welcome. Now get out of here," Raven told them, again waving toward the door.
The three filed out the door and Mindblind heard Betty say, "Think he's about to get a free one." The other two laughed as the door closed.
"Heh. Tempting, but I figure you're pretty much fed up with bed, huh?"
Mindblind nodded. "I need some fresh air."
"And I need to go fence a few gems to get them that coin. Meet back here in a couple of hours?"
"Yeah, guess so."
Raven looked him up and down. "You know, Pomp's got pretty good taste. You look good in that."
"What worries me is how well it fits."
Raven laughed. "Yeah, that usually requires some measuring. Think he just has a knack, though. Sent over things for all the girls that fit just as well, so doubt he was measuring you up with his eyes — at least specifically."
"Real comforting."
"Don't be late getting back here. Last time you weren't where you were supposed to be, it got pretty hairy."
"I'll keep that in mind."
"You do that," she said, and offered her crooked smile before heading out the door.
It took Mindblind a few minutes to make it out of the brothel, because everyone wanted to greet him. Even Yani was up and about, looking better than the night before. The healer was obviously good at his job.
Eventually, he made it out the back door, and took a deep breath. Feeling the need to be alone with his thoughts for a while, he walked straight out from the back of the Cat, into the fields scattered around town.
****
Mindblind knelt next to the rectangle of recently turned earth and sat down a bunch of wildflowers he'd gathered up just before returning to town. Delly had kept flowers in her room whenever they were in season, so he guessed that she'd probably have liked the gesture.
"Ain't real good at this," he muttered under his breath. "Guess I just want to say sorry, and thanks. Never felt like a damn outcast when I was with you. Wish I could have done something to keep you from getting killed. Best I could do was kill the son-of-a-bitch that was responsible. Hope that's enough."
Feeling extremely self-conscious, he remained for a minute or two more before making his way out of the graveyard. As usual, he kept his eyes fixed straight forward, trying not to notice what was going on to the sides. It helped when he couldn't see the people staring at him or darting inside.
It was impossible to completely avoid, though. A man walking down the street in the opposite direction drew near, and out of the blue, offered a brief nod of his head before passing by.
Somehow, Mindblind contained his surprise. What happened next was even more shocking. Someone approached him from the side of the street, moving to intercept him. He paused, not sure what to do in the completely unfamiliar situation.
"I just wanted to say that you did a good thing," the old man said. "Sure he didn't hurt anyone as bad as he did those folks at the brothel, but he caused plenty of pain to the folks around here over the years. Wouldn't nobody else have stopped him."
"Just did what I had to do," Mindblind responded, at a loss for words.
"Well, I'm glad you did, and I ain't the only one. I won't trouble you no more." With that, he nodded and returned to his place sitting on the weathered wooden porch of a storefront. The group of similarly aged men he was rejoining all nodded or touched the brims of their hats in Mindblind's direction.
After that, Mindblind let his eyes roam as he continued across town. Naturally, some still shied away as he approached, but others nodded, waved, and even offered words of greeting to him. In a few minutes, the people of the town gave him more notice than they had for the entirety of his life up to that point.
The feeling was odd, and even a little uncomfortable. He almost wished that they'd just put their heads down and walk away as they used to. Even as he thought that, he realized how absurd it was in light of his years of rankling over exactly that sort of treatment.
"Ho, my good friend."
Mindblind recognized Indigo's voice and turned that direction. The Draxnian met him in the middle of the street and reached out a hand to shake.
"I sought you out at the Cat, but they said you had gone out."
