Dhiammara by Maggie Furey

Author:Maggie Furey [Furey, Maggie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780099235828
Google: 2uM_GwAACAAJ
Publisher: Legend
Published: 1997-09-15T04:00:00+00:00

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.” she swallowed what she had been about to say, but her unspoken words hung in the air between them as though illuminated in letters of fire: because it’s Anvar’s body, and someday he may take it back.

Hargorn broke into the strained silence. ”Now then, what do you say to

us getting on our way? Now we’re safely out of

Nexis, Thalbutt—sorry, Mandzurano—can give us horses and we can travel to Wyvernesse far quicker than the caravan.”

”Sounds good to me.” Aurian scrambled to her feet. ”Has anyone seen Grince this morning?”

Hargorn and Aurian finally ran the thief to ground in one

of the wagons. His skilled fingers had located the catch for

one of the secret compartments that the smugglers used, and

he was now prying into a variety of boxes and bales that had been sneaked out of Nexis under the very eyes of the guards.

”Grince? thundered the Mage. ”What do you think you’re doing?”

Grince started violently, then turned around with a broad smile and a carefully studied air of nonchalance. ”Just looking.”

He shrugged. ”My compliments, Master Mandzurano.

You wayfarers are very clever folk. Who would have thought that all this could be hidden in an innocent-looking wagon?”

Mandzurano preened himself. ”The guards are looking for items pilfered from townsfolk, you see, not contraband ” Aurian, however, went on looking severely at Grince, until he began to fidget uncomfortably beneath her relentless gaze. We don’t steal from our friends,” she said.

Grince leapt to his feet. Digging deep in his pockets, he hurled a handful of small items to the wagon’s wooden floor. ”I don’t have any friends.” He pushed past her, jumped to the ground, and ran.

Stooping, Aurian sifted through the scattered objects—a pathetic collection of painted trinkets, cheap copper brooches, and carved wooden combs. ”There wasn’t even anything of value here.” Looking in the direction Grince had fled, she shook her head sadly.

Hidden from curious eyes among the rolling swells of the northern moorland, the small group of travelers made their way swiftly eastward.

For Grince, who had never ridden a horse before, the journey was an experience he could well have done without. There was no time for him to learn horsemanship—all he could do was to cling to the saddle and bump painfully along, while one of the others took his reins and led him as though he were a small child. It was utterly humiliating—but had only his pride been hurt , Grince could have put up with it. The aches and bruises, however, were a far more serious matter. During the first day he must have fallen off a dozen times at least—and on one unforgettable occasion, the horse tossed him right into a bramble thicket.

”Serves him right,” Hargorn had muttered as the Mage struggled to disentangle the cursing, yelping thief from the mesh of thorny briars.

The veteran had still not forgiven Grince for attempting to steal from the smugglers. ”Maybe that’ll make up for the thrashing you wouldn’t let me give him, Aurian.”

Nursing his hurts and scratches, Grince glowered at the veteran who was riding up ahead and hauling him along as though towing a cart.

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