“I yelled it at the top of my voice, scaring Tarani into a quick retreat, and sending the bird fluttering up. The girl ordered: “Lonna, bring Thymas.” The white bird circled a few turns, then took off westward. “If it took that loaded caravan of yours two seven-days to get to Thagorn, we should be able to ride to Chizan from here in about a third of that time …” I was talking to myself, mostly, as I tied together the packs I couldn’t help thinking of as “saddlebags.” A Rider held their joining r...ope across his thighs when he traveled, so that the heavy rope would not chafe his sha’um’s back. “My only chance to save Volitar is by facing Molik alone,” Tarani cried. “If you come with me, you’ll be killing Volitar!” I kept working, ignoring her. She came over to me and grabbed my arm. “If you don’t care about Volitar, what about Thymas. What do you think it will do to him, to learn the truth about Molik?” “Thymas claims to be an adult,” I snapped, “though he doesn’t show it much when he’s around you.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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