us go.â
âThey donât let you go,â groaned the tall man with the long beard miserably. âIâve been here for five years.â
Five years! thought Jack with horror. Five years trapped in a mine, digging and shovelling. This was worse than being kitchen boy at Veto Castle! We have to get out of here, he thought.
CHAPTER 9
The break ended, and they began working, switching jobs: taking turns on the pickaxes and the shovelling. As the trucks were pushed out of the mine by other prisoners, also chained, Jack shook his head, curious.
âI thought we were mining for gold,â he said. âBut so far all Iâve seen is rock.â
âThe goblins pick out the gold from the rock in a sorting shed,â said the man with the long beard, whose name was Tom. âThey donât trust us prisoners to touch the actual gold.â
They worked and worked. Jack wasnât sure how much time had passed, all he knew was that his body ached and â despite all his attempts to turn into Thud â he stayed as small Jack. It looked as if Robin was right: he was never going to turn into Thud again.
Jack was just wondering when theyâd be given their next break, when Govo, the goblin leader appeared.
âStop work!â he ordered.
Jack and the others gratefully laid down their tools, but Jack was instantly alert for trouble as Govo pointed to him and Big Rock and snapped: âTake those two up to the top!â
âWhatâs going on?â whispered Milo, puzzled.
âI donât know,â said Jack. âBut it wonât be anything good.â
A load of goblins held on to Big Rock while others unshackled him, and then re-chained him to Jack. Big Rock let out a growl, and Jack saw that he was about to launch an attack.
âEasy, Big Rock,â he said. âLetâs see what they want with us first.â
Jack and Big Rock, chained together, shuffled upwards through the tunnels, with the goblin guards prodding them with clubs. Govo led the way.
As they stumbled out of the cave, Jack saw where the sun was in the sky and realised that theyâd been working all night, and now it was morning. A nasty cackling laugh made him turn, and he saw the figure of Lord Veto standing there, with his orc, Warg, beside him. Warg was also smiling evilly.
âHere they are, my Lord!â announced Govo, gesturing at Jack and Big Rock. âThe other two.â
âYouâve done well, Govo!â nodded Veto. âNo sign of the other troll? The one they call Thud?â
No, unfortunately, thought Jack bitterly.
âNo, my Lord,â said Govo. Then he added triumphantly: âBut we caught their horse!â
âTake your hands off me!â raged an angry voice, and Jack and Big Rock saw Robin being dragged towards them by half a dozen goblins.
Lord Veto laughed even louder than when heâd seen Jack and Big Rock.
âExcellent!â he chortled. âThatâs almost the whole gang of them!â
Robin resisted, shaking his old head and digging his hooves in, but it was no use â he was dragged right up to where Jack and Big Rock stood, chained and helpless.
âWhat do you want done with him, my Lord?â asked Govo.
Veto shrugged.
âHeâs no use to me, and he doesnât look like heâd be much use in the mine. Too old to pull trucks. I suggest you eat him. It looks like thereâs some meat on him.â
âYes!â yelled one of the goblins holding Robin. âHorsemeat is really tasty!â
âYou canât eat him!â shouted Jack, horrified.
Lord Veto turned and sneered at Jack.
âYouâre in no position to tell anyone what to do, kitchen boy!â he snarled. He waved his hand towards Robin. âIn fact, take him and cook him now. I shall join you in a celebratory lunch! It will give me great pleasure to eat one of my enemies!â
And with that he gave another loud laugh, and