These men have been looking for me.
He felt worms of fear squirming in his stomach.
“They’re going to take me back to the castle in chains,” he breathed to himself.
He had to run while they were occupied with the priests. He rose to his feet and turned to head further into the woods when he noticed the man he had followed was standing there, his blade drawn.
“It’s good to see you,” the man said with a smile.
“Is it?” Aramis asked, his tone revealing his suspicion.
“Yes, sir. We’ve been looking all over the countryside for you. The Captain wanted to find you before anyone else. Ah, here he comes now.”
In a quick movement, he cut the shackles that bound Aramis’s hands. Aramis assumed they must have been old, for they broke easily under the man’s blade.
He turned to an unexpected but
