“Cashel said as he climbed the slope, stepping sideways because it was so steep. Every so often he switched so the other foot led; otherwise he’d likely get a cramp in the leg that’d been higher. Cashel figured this was a place he’d best be in good shape. “Trust him?” said Evne, riding on Cashel’s left shoulder. She could’ve been in his wallet or in a fold of his tunic, but he’d thought this way was most companionable; she’d seemed satisfied with the suggestion. “Trust him to use us and deceive ...us and cast us away when it suits him, the way males generally do? Is that what you mean?” “Well, no,” said Cashel. Companionable wasn’t the word everybody’d have used about Evne, but because he’d grown up with Ilna, the toad’s manner made him feel right at home. “I meant, would this red line—” The dots of wizardlight climbed the slope ahead of them, faint but as visible now against the bright sun as they’d been when they first appeared at night. Cashel’d found that the track the light plotted either sloped less or had firmer footing than any of the alternatives nearby.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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