The Saga of Nowy Poland
Book 4:
The Wizards of Nowy Warsaw

By Invid Fan
(c)2014

Chapter 2

	Left...Right...Left...Right...
	Kasia no longer felt. There was no pain. No exhaustion. Just unending numbness. One foot went in front of another, eyes half focused on the backs of the strangers before her. Where were they? How long had it been since the last rest? She couldn't say. Neither did she care.
	Left.
	Right.
	"Camp! Camp!"
	The cry came from somewhere up ahead. Instinctively, the stream of refugees pressed to the left, up against the moving wagons. Kasia saw the uniformed rider coming down the road. Liuz's arm snaked around her waist, pulling her against him. The horse passed within inches of her body, rider keeping up his shouted command.
	For a brief moment, she wondered what "camp" meant. It was not something that had been said before, memory of life before this march slow to return to her. Her brother was standing still, as were those around her, Liuz's arm preventing her from moving forward. The wagon beside them WAS moving. As she watched, the team of oxen began to move off the road, pulling the Tabor with it. Slowly, the war wagon rolled off the road into the field.
	"Come on," Liuz said. His arm left her waist, taking her hand. She shook her head, trying to clear it, her body automatically following his lead as they followed the wagon. Those around them did the same. The woman who had shared their water stayed close, her two children with her.
	"Everyone stay where you are!" The voice was unfamiliar. However, it was male, authoritative. She felt those around them almost sigh in relief at hearing an order from someone who knew what they were doing. She was just reminded of Dad. The image of him that morning flashed before her eyes. She shut them, the sight mercifully vanishing.
	"They're circling," Liuz said. Kasia opened her eyes. The wagons were slowly being positioned in the field. It took a few minutes, some of the animals not used to the small movements needed. As each wagon stopped, the two drivers dismounted and began un-harnessing the animals. There were wide gaps between the wagons, but even the appearance of security reassured her. One of the drivers of the Tabor got back up on it, standing on the seat. He raised his hands.
	"You'll camp in the wagon circle!"
	He lowered his arms. Kasia seriously hoped there would be more information than that. The people moved forward as the animals were moved into the ring, feed and water bags appearing. Kasia hefted the almost empty canteen by her hip. She had refilled at that stream they had passed awhile back, as had everyone who could even as the caravan kept moving. Still, they had to ration.
	Her brother gently tugged at her hand. She walked beside him into the ring. Twelve wagons, she counted, made the border, only one of them a war wagon. The animals were at the far end of the circle, looking as tired as she. Liuz led her around the edge, away from where the others were settling. It would be crowded in here, she realized. Especially once sleep came.
	With a sigh, Liuz let go of her hand, letting both his packs slide off his back onto the ground. She did the same, dropping her sack as well before peeling off her canteens. Liuz unhooked their father's tool belt, dropping it onto his packs. He then slid down beside them, leaning against the largest pack.
	"Finally," he sighed. Kasia sat down beside him, letting out a sigh which mirrored his.
	"But we have to do it again tomorrow," she groaned. He reached over, fingers slipping under her loose hair to tickle the nape of her neck. She giggled.
	"That's better," he said, his hand slipping down her back a bit before moving away. "We'll deal with tomorrow, tomorrow."
	Her attention was diverted to Urszuli. The woman was sitting on the other side of Liuz. Too close, to Kasia's mind. The woman had started to annoy Kasia for reasons she couldn't quite understand. Maybe it was the attention she was paying to Liuz. Kasia hadn't minded when some of the older girls around the neighborhood had talked to her brother, so why did this bother her? She didn't think the older sister, Roda, would have gotten the same reaction from her. Roda, however, like her brother Rafal, did not seem to be paying either of them much attention.
	"Attention!"
	The male voice came to them again. Kasia saw half the drivers gathered around the side of the Tabor, its side now open forming a ramp, revealing an interior packed with supplies. Some of the men were talking, heads close. The speaker lowered his hands.
	"We know you all have had it rough! We'll do what we can, but we must conserve our strength! It will be a long journey!" A groan rose from the crowd. It quieted as he raised his hand. "Eat from what you brought! We will set up a cooking fire with a grate. A water barrel will be set up. Take only what you need to drink. We will also provide bread, cheese, and fruit to each of you." The groans turned to a relieved sigh. The man looked them over. "I know you are all exhausted, but we need firewood. Any who are strong enough, step forward."
	Groaning, Liuz rose. Urszuli grabbed his leg.
	"Stay! You need your rest!"
	"We need wood," he replied. Kasia glanced at the two kids. They stayed seated. Letting out a disgusted sound, she began to stand. Liuz put a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. "Stay here. Guard the packs."
	Her eyes slid to the family beside them as she nodded. Made sense. They were all in this together, but...
	Turning, Liuz knelt down, slipping a small hand ax from its holder on the leather belt. He removed the cover from the head as he stood, tossing it down on the packs. Giving her another nod, he began walking towards the drivers.
	Kasia looked around the camp in the fading light. They were mostly women, children. A few old men. A half-dozen boys were walking to join her brother, as were two grey haired men. Liuz was right to have her stay here. While she did have some skill, both from watching their father and doing some carving on her own, she was not the strongest person, even for a girl. The boys would be much more useful. Or so her tired self rationalized things.
	"Your brother handles himself well."
	Kasia looked at the adult woman beside her. The gaze Urszuli was sending after her brother was... unsettling. Both children seemed to be ignoring their mother. Kasia could think of no other reply than to shrug. Urszuli turned her gaze to the girl, smiling.
	"How old is he?"
	"Twelve." The woman's eyes widened. She glanced again at Liuz, now with the group of men and boys.
	"Just that? He looks older."
	Kasia frowned. What the hell was the woman talking about?

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	Dinner was, while not filling, at least nourishing. True to her word, Urszuli compensated for the sibling's water by giving each two sausage links, cooked well. Liuz added some carrots from their bag, again sharing with Urszuli's family. It was only one carrot each, but still...
	Kasia leaned back against her packs, eyes on the fire. Her empty plate lay in the grass beside her. It seemed wrong to waste water to clean it. Maybe if she left it on top of her pack, she could give it a quick dunk the next time they passed a stream or pond.
	"It's... Kasia, right?"
	Kasia looked up. The brown-haired Roda looked down at her, hands clasped by her waist. Kasia shrugged.
	"It was when I woke this morning. So much has changed..."
	"I know." Roda looked around, then back at the girl. "They say we're to do our necessary things anywhere out beyond the wagons. Would you...?"
	It only took a moment for Kasia to understand. The idea of being out in the dark alone, exposed, with Elves and monsters all around sent a shiver through her body. She nodded, standing.
	"Sure."
	They walked out of the circle. One of the wagon drivers, face craggy and rough in the flickering light, gave them a long look as they passed. Kasia unconsciously moved closer to the older girl.
	"Mom's making a fool of herself."
	Kasia was startled more by the fact Roda was talking to her than by what she was saying. She wasn't sure the girl had said a dozen words to her all day. She glanced back at the wagons, while at the same time keeping an eye out for monsters in the dark.
	"What do you mean?"
	"I mean she's being so obvious." Roda stopped, then moved a few feet away from Kasia before lifting up her dress and squatting. Looking away, Kasia squatted as well.
	"Obvious?"
	"About your brother. She knows her situation, and she's desperate." Roda paused. "I don't blame her. I don't. She has to do something."
	"I don't understand." Underwear moved out of the way, Kasia relieved herself.
	"She's a woman alone. No skills, no way to support us, nor are we able to support her. She needs a man. Any man."
	Kasia's eyes doubled in size. The woman wanted to MARRY Liuz? That was stupid!
	"But...!"
	"I know, I know. She's not thinking."
	"Why isn't she forcing you on him?" Kasia glanced at the girl, violating toilet etiquette. "I mean, you're around twelve, right?"
	"I'm sure it will come to that," Roda said dryly. "Once this doesn't work. But that won't help her." She paused, glancing over at Kasia. Even in the dark, the eight year old could see the haunted look in her eyes. "See, the only thing she does have of value, she's afraid the men will just take."
	A shudder went through her body. Kasia glanced back at where that driver had been, the look on his face appearing before her. Roda nodded.
	"We're still young and flat enough not to worry, surrounded by women more desirable. If Mom does not find a man to protect her..."
	"My brother will protect you. I know that." Indeed, he had already helped them more than she would have. "But..."
	"I know. As I said, Mom is a fool."

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	The two girls returned to find most of the people laid out on the ground, with or without blankets. Carefully, they stepped around the not yet sleeping bodies. Liuz had their blankets out beside the packs. Urszuli sat facing away from him, Rafal already on the ground curled up in a thin blanket. Roda gave Kasia a quick, undecipherable look before walking towards her mother. Kasia moved quickly to her brother.
	"I think we'll be up early," he said.
	"Too early," she agreed. Kasia watched as Liuz stripped off his shirt and pants, getting down onto the blanket as he pulled the other three up over him. Not needing to be told there was no room for them to sleep separately, she lifted off her dress, keeping her back to the rest of the camp. Laying it on the packs to keep the dirty clothing from getting any worse, she pulled the rag doll from her pack. Silently, she slid down beside her brother.
	"You didn't bring a doll for me," he said. She snuggled against him.
	"You're a big boy now."
	She was asleep before he could answer.

****

	Left.
	Right.
	There was more conversation around them. More life, as if the people were adapting to this new existence, the never-ending trudge down this road. Liuz stayed quiet beside her. Her brother had never been one for pointless conversation, talking just to talk. Neither was she. Kasia liked to listen. Understand those around her.
	She thought she now understood Urszuli.
	The woman was walking in front of them, even with the drivers of the Tabor. Her conversation with them was light, idle. Kasia could see her plan, though. The one nearest had been the man seemingly in charge the previous night. If the widow wanted security, who better to get close to? The man's replies seemed to be short, almost curt. Married, Kasia thought. He's married, or too recent a widower for him to be interested.
	She actually felt sorry for Urszuli.
	The pounding of hooves sent her up against the Tabor. Hussars rode by, single file, not slowing as they charged up towards the head of the caravan. There had to be at least a hundred, their polished armor shining in the midday light. There were many soldiers around now. She had seen them off at the edge of the woods. There were trumpets, too. Horn blasts came to them randomly from seemingly every direction. Why they were sounding alert, and to whom, she didn't know.
	"Damn!" Roda's voice came just as Kasia felt the girl stumble into her back. As overburdened as she was, Kasia felt her own balance wavering. For an instant, she had the image of her falling into the woman before her, the entire line of walkers falling forward, only to be trampled by those coming up from behind. Liuz's hand grabbed her arm, even as Roda seemed to catch herself. Liuz looked behind Kasia.
	"You OK?"
	"Twisted my ankle." Kasia turned her head as her feet regained their rhythm. Roda had an arm around Rafal, obviously limping beside her brother. For the first time, Kasia saw concern on the boy.
	"This isn't good, Sis."
	"I know."
	"Can you keep going?" Liuz asked. Roda nodded, grimacing. He gave her a curt nod. "We'll look at it when we stop."

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	It didn't look too bad.
	Kasia gently felt around the reddening and swelling ankle as Roda kept it up on Liuz's pack. Her dress was pulled up to her knee, revealing a leg dusty from the road. Her mother sat beside her, hugging her but otherwise somewhat useless. Roda had been right that she had no skills.
	Or, maybe, she was embarrassed at not having been beside her daughter.
	"We have to keep you off this," Kasia told Roda. She wet one of her socks, placing it on the ankle. "I don't know if this will do any good."
	"I'll help her," Rafal said. "Do you want to trade packs, Sis? Mine is lighter."
	"No. That's fine. Ouch." She flinched a bit. "Sorry. I've never hurt my ankle before."
	"I have," Rafal said. "Stepped on a rock. Even bled!"
	"I think we'll be moving again soon," Kasia said, eyes going to the wagons on the road. The drivers seemed to be done watering the beasts.
	"Where's your brother?" Urszuli asked, a touch of anger in her voice. "Why isn't he here?"
	"Because he's there." Roda pointed towards the tree line. Liuz was walking towards them, hand axe in one hand, a wood stick in the other. Kasia rose, running towards him.
	"What did you find?"
	"This." He held up the stick. It was somewhat straight, widening a bit at the top. "Have her stand, we'll see if it'll work."
	Roda was rising even as the two siblings approached, the wet sock falling to the ground. Her mother and brother stood on either side as she balanced on her left leg, right foot kept off the ground.
	"OK, let's see." Liuz placed the stick against her right side. The top extended up above her shoulder. "That's too long, obviously. Kasia, get the saw and marking tool." Pulling the stick away, he flipped it around, placing it back next to Roda. The girl's eyes were glued to his face. His own gaze not leaving his work, Liuz took the small iron rod and used the pointed end to make a mark. He moved away, handing the tool back to Kasia and taking the small saw. He began shortening the stick.
	"We'll have to get some padding on the top," Kasia said, starting to rummage around in their packs. Roda shook her head.
	"I'll be fine."
	"No you won't." She pulled out a towel she had stuffed in her pack for some odd reason. Getting the twine out of Liuz's pack, she watched as her brother placed the now shorter crutch under Roda's armpit. He stepped back.
	"Take a step."
	Roda tried, right hand gripping the crutch as she put her weight on it. She shook her head, grimacing.
	"Doesn't feel good. How do I hold it?"
	"She needs a handle," Kasia said. Grabbing the bit her brother had cut off, she placed it against the side of the crutch. "Maybe here?"
	"Hand me the twine," Liuz said. Kneeling, he marked the crutch, using the saw to cut out a small notch. Placing the handle, he considered, then cut a similar notch in the smaller stick. Satisfied, he took the twine from Kasia and began to wrap the thin rope around the two sticks.
	"Is there a problem?"
	Kasia looked up to see one of the drivers coming towards them. Urszuli stood, hands on her daughter's shoulders.
	"My daughter has a twisted ankle. We're taking care of it."
	His eyes shifted to the crutch. Kasia saw them widen a bit, moving to take in her and her brother. He nodded.
	"Good work. Nice to see someone who knows what they're doing. It's still a few hours until we camp. If you can't walk, we'll see if we can squeeze you in a wagon somewhere."
	"Thank you, Sir." Roda's voice was soft. The man shifted his eyes to Urszuli, then turned to return to the wagon.
	Kasia wasn't sure she wanted to know what such a ride would cost.

****

	Kasia awoke to the sounds of a horse.
	She opened her eyes, lifting herself up slightly, blankets still snug against her as Liuz slept. A rider had entered the camp. An officer. He dismounted as one of the wagon drivers rolled out from under the Tabor, hair disheveled.
	"You in charge?" the officer asked. The man shrugged.
	"Until I'm told otherwise. What's going on?"
	"You're to take a census." He held out sheets of paper.
	"What?" The man took the papers, almost grabbing them. "What madness is this?"
	"Not madness. Orders. You're to take a census of all in your wagon circle. You're circle 11, by the way. You're to group them by family name, noting any skilled workers, and send it to the Royal Camp as soon as possible."
	"Royal Camp? Whose orders?"
	"His Grace."
	Kasia's breath caught in her throat. The King! He wasn't dead! Or they found a prince! The officer held up his hand.
	"No questions, I don't know any more than you do about this. I do what I'm told." He looked around the sleeping camp. "Any strong workers here?"
	"Only us drivers. It's all women and kids."
	"No carpenters?"
	The man paused at that, eyes going to where Kasia lay. She reached a hand down to shake her brother.
	"There's a boy with a tool belt. Seems to know what he's doing."
	Kasia reached behind her, grabbing her dress as the Officer started towards them. She slipped it on while staying covered by the blanket as Liuz came awake. They both looked up at the soldier.
	"You know woodworking, boy?"
	"From my father."
	"Your sister?" the Officer asked, eyes going to Kasia. She pressed against her brother. He nodded.
	"Yes." Liuz paused. "I'm not leaving her." The Officer nodded.
	"Wouldn't expect it. Get your stuff, go to the road. Flag down the next wagon to pass. You've been drafted."

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To be continued

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Tech advice by Ivan

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