âWeâll protect youânot that you much deserve it.â
âThe Earlâs soldiers couldnât protect this village from a house mouse with bad intentions,â Old Lady Crabtree said.
âMind your business, crone,â the soldier said, and threw the sour apple at her. âTend to your skunk apples and be thankful weâre even on this wretched street.â
âWeâre doomed, you stubborn louts,â Old Lady Crabtree said, pointing a crooked finger at them. âYouâll see.â
Rye, Folly, and Quinn kept quiet until the soldiers had stalked past them.
âFolks in the Shambles are buzzing about Luck Uglies,â Folly whispered as soon as they were out of earshot, but Rye interrupted with an emphatic shake of her head.
âNot here,â Rye said, and nodded toward her house instead.
The three friends slipped inside the OâChantersâ cottage and reconvened by lantern light around the table in the secret workshop. Rye brought Shady with them. Rye knew his keen ears would let them know as soon as Abby and Lottie, or anyone else, came within ten yards of the front door. For the moment, he busied himself by swatting at a pheasant feather heâd pilfered from Abbyâs supplies.
âI heard,â Folly resumed, âthat the village sent a runner to Longchance Keep. Theyâre going to ask the Earl to invoke the Treaty of Stormwellâand call for the Luck Uglies.â
âThe Luck Uglies donât exist anymore,â Quinn said under his breath.
âDo you know that for sure?â Folly said, pursing her lips.
âNo, not for sure,â Quinn said. âBut my father says we donât need that kind of trouble. The village is arming itself. He canât keep up with the demand at the shop. He actually let me use the forge.â
Quinn displayed his blackened hands proudly.
âWhatâs the Treaty of Stormwell?â Rye asked, pulling a spool of red ribbon from Shadyâs teeth before he could devour it.
âIt was an agreement between the House of Longchance and the Luck Uglies,â Quinn said. âA deal to save Drowning from the Bog Noblins.â
Tamâs Tome lay open in front of them. Quinn flipped through its pages.
âLook,â Quinn said, âitâs all in here.â He began to read.
âTwenty years ago, the Luck Uglies struck up a loose alliance with the House of Longchance. They signed the Treaty of Stormwell and agreed to rid the Shale of the Bog Noblins, who were terrorizing the countryside and threatening to destroy merchant society. It took nearly ten years, but the Luck Uglies fulfilled their end of the agreement. Shortly thereafter, the newest heir to the Longchance line, Earl Morningwig Longchance, branded the Luck Uglies outlaws, and they were forced to disband and scatter throughout the Shale and beyond.â
âWhat goodâs a treaty with Longchance?â Rye said. âHe makes his own laws anyway.â
âI heard,â Folly began, and Rye and Quinn exchanged skeptical looks, âthat the Treaty of Stormwell was signed in blood under a Black Moon.â
âIt would be pretty hard to read something signed in blood,â Quinn said.
âAnd,â Folly continued, ignoring the interruption, âthere were only two copies. Oneâs supposed to be in possession of the last High Chieftain of the Luck Uglies. The other is locked away in the treasure hole of Longchance Keep.â
âMy father says thatâs where our things go when I lose them,â Quinn noted, then dropped into a perfect imitation of his fatherâs booming voice. âWhereâs the wheelbarrow, Quinn? Let me guessâthe Earl took it for his treasure hole?â
âBut why did the Earl declare them outlaws?â Rye asked, impatiently.
Quinn looked up from the pages grimly. âIt says in here they kidnapped Longchanceâs bride.â
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