Today is the final excerpt from Quest of the Dreamwalker. Hope you’ve enjoyed the bits of story I’ve shared.
“I thought you said we wouldn’t end up here,” Bradan whispered angrily.
“Just bad luck,” Khoury said. “We’ll swing east for a bit.”
“We can follow the river and then climb to that ridge up there,” Archer said pointing to where the river curved out of sight at the foot of a hill sparsely covered with more familiar kinds of trees. “With the hill and the river between us and the blackthorns, we should be fine.”
“What’s the problem?” Cara asked.
“Foresthaven.” Bradan gestured at the purple forest as if that explained anything.
“We’ll be fine. The Huntresses won’t bother us this side of the river,” Khoury said.
“You don’t know that,” Bradan began.
“I doubt they’ll bother to step outside their thorny hideaway for a couple of ragged travelers.”
“We can’t risk it,” Bradan whispered, trying to avoid Cara’s gaze. “It’s not safe.”
“Nowhere is safe,” Khoury snapped. “For any of us. We need to get her to Iolair before Sidonius finds us.”
They all fell silent at the captain’s outburst. But Bradan wasn’t done. “You know what they’ll do to us,” he said in the hushed tones of a threat, “if they catch us.”
Cara’s eyes slid to Khoury. Immoveable as stone, he stared at the older man, his jaw set angrily. “They won’t. We follow the ridge.” The two men stared at each other in a duel of wills, and in the end, it was Bradan who stalked away.
“What will they do to us?” Cara whispered to Archer, watching Khoury walk toward the bend in the river, surveying the terrain.
“Don’t worry. They won’t do anything to you.” His smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.
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