Huge Ajax's Arc

Chapter 418 of 619

Ajax reached Black Oak by dusk two days later, deer meat on the spare horse and the north sealed behind him. His men ate well that night. But at the gate he found Tucker Hoskins waiting, back early from the port. Tucker leaned on the wall, his gold chains catching the last light. Marcus Tidewater stood beside him, arms crossed, saying nothing. Ajax had sent Tucker north with Marcus to sell gold and buy steel. Their early return meant news. "Trip's done," Tucker said. "Gold sold. Steel and grain are loaded on the ship." He paused, then added, "But I heard something in a harbor bar. Might matter to you. The Crossing needs goods.” Ajax thought of the Crossing, the walled market town half a day east of the port. No king there. "We ride at dawn," Ajax said. "You, me, and Marco." Tucker grinned. He clapped Marcus on the shoulder. "You holding the ship till we're back?" "Steel keeps," Marcus said. "I'll wait." They left at first light. The Crossing's timber gate stood open when they arrived, the market loud with sellers and mules. Tucker went first, buying a round at the busiest tavern, telling a story about a bad ship crossing. Men laughed and leaned in. Marco read the needs they didn’t speak of. They chose 3 rooms at lodging place for the night.