The Wild Beasts
âDonât you have enough now?â
Nebora was frowning while looking at everything Cassandra had bought. Three full baskets of
medicinal herbs on the little chariot behind them. The concubine was still looking at the stalls, smelling
more herbs and observing the products. Cassandra chuckled.
âNot yet. This is my first time seeing a market in the North, and we rode two hours to get here. I should
make sure I donât miss anything before we go, shouldnât I?â
âYouâre a really strange woman. You have five chests full of riches, yet all you care about are spices
and herbs.â
Cassandra had never really cared for those things. The young girls at the castle however, had been
excited to check out her new dresses and jewelry, and even played with it when the Prince wasnât
around. She had fun reuniting with the other girls and answering their endless questions about the
military camp and soldiers. It was like she had gotten a lot of younger sisters all at once.
Nebora, however, was two years older and more composed. She was a bit interested in the jewelry, but
didnât dare touch it. She only helped Cassandra tie her hair up with golden hairpins and suggested a
couple of bracelets for her to wear.
When the young concubine had insisted on going to the nearest village, she had been the only one
allowed to go with her. The other servant girls had much work to do with the Prince back, and Patrina
had made sure to keep them busy. After Kairen agreed, Cassandra and Nebora had left with only a
chariot and a horse they borrowed from the castle.
âIâm still curious on how you got His Highness to let you go alone,â said Nebora.
âItâs only a couple of hours by foot. He can be there in ten minutes if he flies. And I doubt anything will
happen here.â
She moved on to the next stall where the man greeted her with a polite smile despite his eyes being
riveted on her red dress.
âWell, with the Army so close, no bandits are stupid enough to come to this area, but we still have wild
beasts, you know.â
âYou said they only come out at night.â
âThatâs why we better be back before nightfall.â
âYes, yesâ¦â
Cassandra grabbed a batch of herbs, which were dry, and caressed it between her fingers. It was from
the smallest basket on the stall, and he only had half a dozen of those. She slowly smelled it. She
addressed the man selling it.
âLavender?â
âYes, My Lady. My Lady knows well!â
âYou donât grow that here, do you?â
âMy sister grows those a bit further south, My Lady. We cannot grow much here, but those travel a long
timeâ¦â
âIs it still good if itâs dry?â asked Nebora with a frown.
âLavender is great,â replied Cassandra, handing her the little batch. âAny flower can be dried and used
like that.â
âCan you eat it?â
âItâs mostly used to perfume things. You can make beauty products, incense, and perfumes. Lavender
is good for calming the nerves and relaxing the body, in small amounts.â
The merchant whistled after listening to Cassandraâs explanation.
âMy Lady, youâre very knowledgeable! Most folks in this area wouldnât even know what this is called!
Give me a second!â
He looked at the back of his stall for something while Cassandra gathered money to pay for her
purchase. Fortunately, Patrina had already converted the gold bar into money and given her a good
amount of it. There was so much though, that despite everything they had bought that day she hadnât
even used a third of it yet.
âHere it is! My Lady, do you know this?â
The man handed her what seemed like a batch of black paper. Cassandraâs eyes opened wide in
surprise when she took it.
âIs thatâ¦dry seaweed?â
âIt is! I knew youâd recognize it!â
âDry seaweed?â asked Nebora, completely lost.
âItâs plants from the sea you let dry and you can eat.â
âEat? You want to eat this black stuff?â
Cassandra chuckled and tore a little bit to eat. It was salty but as good as the one she had known in
her childhood. Better even. Nebora was baffled, but the merchant smiled from ear to ear.
âIt was imported from very, very far in the South, but it stays dry and edible! I bought it a while ago, but
itâs hard to sell to the people around here. They are wary of what they donât know.â
âHow much do you have?â asked Cassandra.
âHere we go again,â sighed Nebora.
âYou know, itâs good for keeping the body young,â said the young concubine.
âYoung?â
Nebora frowned, but took one of the sheets, observing it with curiosity. She hesitated a bit before
tasting it, but seemed confused.
âWhat an odd tasteâ¦â
âIâll cook it, youâll see.â
Cassandra took a while discussing it with the merchant, who was happy to see someone so
knowledgeable. The young concubine was ecstatic too. Nebora knew Cassandra was holding herself
back from buying too many herbs, but she didnât understand why. It wasnât like the Prince was going to
be anywhere near poor even if she bought the whole market! Besides, most of the purchases werenât
even for herself, but for cooking for everyone or creating new medicine. She really was an odd one.
Suddenly, a shadow flew over the sky. Everyone at the market raised their heads.
âIsnât that His Highnessâ Dragon?â
âIt isâ¦â
The merchants, afraid, ran to take cover. Neither of the two women moved, their eyes cast upwards.
The black dragon didnât stop, however. It was headed further, and didnât even look down their way,
Cassandra frowned.
âIs he going to hunt? So far?â
âThat was the direction of the palace,â said Cassandra, intrigued as well.
She couldnât see if Kairen was on his dragonâs back from that distance. Yet she had an odd feeling
about this. They watched the beastâs silhouette until it was too far, then she turned to Nebora.
âLetâs go back.â
âOkay. Itâs getting late anyway, we better go now if we want to arrive before night time.â
They quickly finished purchasing what they needed, filled their chariot, and got on their way back. It
wasnât an easy path back to the castle as it wasnât used often, but it was wide enough and their horse
knew its way.
However, as Nebora had feared, the sun went down fast behind the mountains. They were still far
away from the castle when the temperatures fell and both women tightened their coats around them.
Nebora had the horse speed up, though the night was clear and a thin coat of snow was surrounding
them. Thanks to that and the moonlight, they saw clearly ahead of them, but the castle was still far
behind the winter trees.
Nebora was looking more and more worried, continuing to glance around while hurrying the horse.
âWhat kind of beasts are there?â asked Cassandra, worried as well.
âWeâll be lucky if itâs only wolves.â
What could there be out there worse than wolves? Cassandra looked around too, looking for any
animal that could be lurking from behind the trees, from the deep darkness in the forest. Cassandra
couldnât tell how far they were from the castle, but Neboraâs worried look spoke volumes. Not close
enough.
Suddenly, she noticed a growl on their left, somewhere behind them. Cassandra turned around, only
spotting a couple of eyes in the dark, but not the beast they belonged to.
âWhatâs that!â
âSomething looking for fresh meat,â sighed Nebora. âThey wonât attack yet, but they are following.
Theyâre hungry. Come on, hurry up!â
She had the horse accelerate, but with their weight the poor thing was already doing its best.
Cassandra heard more creatures coming after them, rushing in the snow, growling hungrily. Could they
outrun them and get to the castle in time?
âNebora! Watch out!â
One of the beasts jumped at them, all claws out, but Nebora dodged right in time and it hit the chariot
instead. Cassandra saw it though and it wasnât a wolf at all.
âSnow leopards! Damn it!â
The snow leopards were white with dark brown spots, explaining how Cassandra struggled to spot
them among the snow and trees. Their fur was a perfect camouflage in this landscape. Except for their
glowing eyes, they werenât hard to see at all. But they were much scarier than wolves!
âThose damn things are faster than wolves or horses,â said Nebora. âThey must be hungry, they donât
usually come down from the mountain this time of the year.â
Cassandra tried to think of something to distract them, but they hadnât gotten much food from the
market and surely nothing that would look more appetizing than a horse and two humans!
âLetâs abandon the chariot!â
âWhat?â
Cassandra grabbed the knife under her skirt and used it to cut the ropes, only letting Nebora handle the
reins.
âJump on the horse!â
Her friend hesitated for a second before obeying, unsure. She landed safely and looked back, holding
her hand out for Cassandra to take. She hurriedly joined her on the horseâs back, as the chariot was
abandoned in the snow behind them.
âCrapâ¦â said Nebora, looking at all their purchases scattered around.
At least this mess, and the chariot falling back disturbed the felines enough for the horse to get some
distance. She was faster with only two women on her back, both of them not too heavy either.
As the servant had said, it wasnât long until the snow leopards caught up to them though. Cassandra
heard their growls only a few seconds after they had parted with the chariot, and looked back.
Three of them were chasing behind in a triangle formation waiting for the right moment. Cassandra was
at the back, if the leopards attacked they would either get her or the horse.
âCassandra! Look!â
To her surprise, Nebora was pointing forward. After a few seconds Cassandra saw it. A large human
figure standing in the middle of the road ahead of them. She couldnât see his features, but she still
knew instantly. 1
âHis Highness.â
Kairen stood there waiting, two swords in his hands. When the two women and their horse crossed his
path he didnât flinch, his black eyes fixated on the creatures behind them.
The snow leopards didnât miss the new target in front of them. The large human standing still was such
easy prey. However, as they approached, some of the felines slowed down by mere instinct. Two
young ones didnât though. They jumped at the same time.
Blood stained the snow and the felines dropped dead at the Princeâs feet. Their peers growled, angry.
Some were still lurking around, but were either too smart or listening to their instincts. They didnât dare
approach within reach of the Princeâs swords.
Cassandra wasnât sure if they were supposed to wait for him, but Nebora didnât stop. She watched the
silhouette as they rode away. Once they arrived at the castle a few minutes later, Patrina and the girls
ran to them.
âLady Cassandra! Nebora! How could you come back so late?! Are you both alright?â
âWeâre fine, Patrina,â sighed Nebora. âJust had a big fright.â
âHis Highness stayed behind,â said Cassandra, worried.
âDonât worry about him,â replied the old woman. âCome on, come inside and drink some hot tea, both of
you. Youâre freezingâ¦â
âIâm damn sweating!â groaned Nebora. âThat was the most hellish ride of my life. I need a bath. And
Olive deserves a treat too.â
Cassandra patted the poor horse. It had been very brave to bring them both back safely. Marian and
Helmond hurried to take care of the horse, taking it back to the stables, while Bina and Prunie
accompanied the women to the kitchen. Patrina made some hot wine for both of them to drink after
Nebora insisted. Cassandra, however, couldnât swallow anything. She was too worried for her Prince.
âDonât worry, Lady Cassandra, His Highness is too strong!â said Bina.
âSheâs right, you know,â added Nebora. âHe wonât be taken down by a few big cats. Heâll be back
perfectly fine in a couple of hours, youâll see.â
However, Kairen wasnât back two hours later. Cassandra, who had finally drank some wine and was
exhausted, even fell asleep in the kitchen waiting for him. Nebora helped her up to the bedroom since
she was half-asleep.
âDonât worry, sleep. Heâll be fine.â
Cassandra couldnât find a peaceful sleep. Why wasnât he back yet? And where had Krai gone, so far
from its owner�