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"That is what I do not understand," he returned, bristling as he hadtheir trail, but we are going to where they will be That does not old knohere they are going to be?"
"I cannot explain it, for I do not understand itus anywhere Or nowhere How do you know it is not pointing the way to Dahomey?"
Lia looked at Colvin and saw the muted smile on the other’s mouth The amount of doubt and disbelief in Dieyre’s voice…he would never have gotten the orb to work
"Dahomey is south," Colvin replied testily "We are headed north"
Dieyre looked exasperated "I know that well enough, Forshee What I a all your faith in a trinket A bauble You do not even knoorks"
Colvin stuffed another cluster of fruit into his mouth "I do not need to understand it to believe in it You do not believe in the Medium, so how can any explanation satisfy you? Let it alone"
"I did not say I do not believe Only that I have never had the patience for it"
Colvin gave him a hard look "You are welcoratefully to her, rising to his feet stiffly He offered her his last shrewberry "I will feed the horses"
She stared at hi "Let ht"
"Weary, Forshee?" Dieyre asked with a smirk
"I have not slept in three days It was all I could do to stay on the saddle this long" He touched Lia’s shoulder "Do wake me, Lia When it isthe Earl of Dieyre would stop s at theht, shivering beneath her cloak No one had wakened her and it was quiet, save for the creak of gnarled oaks and the hiss of the wind through the leaves In the distance solanced up at the stars to see the patterns and knew at once that it ell past her turn for a watch Was Dieyre being generous, she wondered? Rising on her elbow, she glanced around and found Dieyre asleep, head pillowed on his ar and was sorely te asleep on his watch
Rubbing her arrateful to see the three horses still tethered It would be dawn before long, so she decided to let Colvin sleep She nestled near hiround, so that she could look at his face in the dark Being with him in the Bearden Muir was so different now Before she had been such a child, whiruffness and impatience She was of little use to hier orb stopped working They were memories that sha so faint and shallow She yearned to smooth the hair away from his forehead but dared not touch hiht and she al her arht to their course Knowing the terrain better, she had deter theestow road, for that city was a two day ride from Muirwood – a major port town that traded with Daho the year, on an assignment from the Aldermaston to purchase supplies that could only be found in such a place But if they were going to Bridgestow, had the orb led theer’s men? Surely they would not be able to travel as fast Or was their quarry taking a different path to Pry-Ree, knowing that the major roads would be watched?
The hunter is patient The prey is careless
She wanted to be careful in their pursuit of Martin He knew about her orb He was probably expecting her to hunt after him He would be cautious and deliberate She knew in her bones that instead of hunting after Scarseth, he had made a foray into Pry-Ree and plotted to kidnap Ellowyn Having her so close to the borders of Pry-Ree must have proven a temptation he could not resist, for all his loyalty to the Alderht back on the ed him with affection, and he had looked as if he wanted to tell her so in his mind? She was so disappointed in what he had done Loyalty was so the Aldermaston treasured and expected But surely he had justified the actions in his dom would she be safe? Why not disappear into Pry-Ree where her own people would shelter her and hide her, even though she herself was terrified of that prospect? Lia clenched her jaw, shaking her head The girl was probably beside herself orry Her greatest fear had just been realized Hopefully Marciana was keeping cal for a way to escape their captors