When they reached Benedick again, Emberly and Will were adorned in their training uniforms once more. The sword was firmly in Emberly’s hand as they strode through the forest. Why this sword? Why did Benedick need this sword? And what for?
Benedick was waiting with Nerissa. Upon seeing them, it was as though all the excitement in the world appeared in his eyes. His eyes fell on the magnificent sword. He took a few steps toward them but stopped with Emberly as she drew the sword on him. He held his hands up in surrender.
“You need this sword for something more than you told us, didn’t you?”
“Em—“ She dropped her arm but kept a firm grip on the sword.
“I’m on to you, Benedick,” she said. She handed him the sword. Ben held it as though he had found treasure. A greedy gleam skittered acros
