Descendant: The Revelations of Oriceran (The Kacy Chronicles Book 1) by A.L. Knorr & Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:A.L. Knorr & Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Knorr, A.L.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2017-09-08T04:00:00+00:00

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When the sun descended, withdrawing its light and warmth from the valley, Sol negotiated a patch of grass in a farmer's yard for them to sleep on. The farmer, a jovial man who spoke no English, gave them firewood for the pit in his yard and buckets of grain for the horses. He even welcomed them to the water troughs that his own animals drank from; though Sol offered extra money for food, the farmer held up a hand and shook his head.

After Sol and Jordan had settled themselves in front of a fire for the night, the farmer's portly wife came waddling across the grass carrying two steaming bowls. She bobbed her head as Sol thanked her and waddled back inside their little thatched cottage.

"They are very sweet," said Jordan around a mouthful of stew. It seemed to be the flagship dish of The Conca.

"Most of the people in The Conca are," agreed Sol. "They just want to be neighborly and live a good, simple life.

They filled their bellies with the warm food and Jordan delivered the dishes back to the house after rinsing them in the trough. She wrapped herself up in her cloak and hunkered down by the fire. Things always looked better with food in the stomach and a fire to cozy up to. Her eyes flicked to Sol, who sat cross-legged with his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands. He had no jacket to cover his arms, nor a cloak.

"Will you be cold?" Jordan asked, lifting the corner of her cloak, offering to share.

Sol shook his head. "I'll be fine."

Jordan nodded, but found herself feeling disappointed. That's interesting, she thought as her chin drifted onto her chest.

It seemed she'd only just closed her eyes when Sol was jiggling her shoulder to wake her. The sun was a mere suggestion on the horizon as Sol saddled his horse and Jordan fixed the bosal and cloak onto the mare. They splashed their faces in the trough and refilled their waterskins. They were back on the road, rubbing sleep from their eyes and yawning widely enough to crack their jaws, before the lights were on in the farmer's cottage.

Sol produced an apple and handed it to Jordan silently. She took it, but felt too sleepy to eat. The horses plodded on into the still-deep shadows of early morning.

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