The Fugitive Prince by daniel Arndt

Author:daniel Arndt [Daniel Arndt]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: DanCo Trust
Published: 2019-04-15T07:00:00+00:00

Cass let the two men gain a few paces on her. Their conversation wrapped them up and away from immediate awareness as they continued to plod on towards the mountains. Gregor went on relaying his numerous survival tales and tricks. There were even bits of knowledge that had escaped Cass’s experience. However, her mind had returned to thoughts of her mother. A woman that had made it across the Nital Mountains, survived the uncharted Wild Lands and made it back with a fabled plant intact. Cass let her sorrow get washed away in the powerful memory of her mother’s accomplishments. In its wake, Cass found an unerring purpose of determination.

I must be that strong.

The weight of her cloak tug against her chest as the cool air whistled under it. Cass grabbed a handful of the frantically dancing fabric and moved it into her hand. Holding it between her finger and thumb, she rubbed it to scry any secrets her mother might have left in it from her journey. Cass pressed the simple threads under her touch. It was just cloth, but it held a wistful strength. The potential in the strings seemed to buzz under her hold. It had not been only physical prowess that helped her mother succeed. Cass closed her hand into a fist balling the cloth tightly into her palm as to hold the fading memory of her mother.

“I die for you.”

Cass’s heart cried in sorrow. The image of her frail mother burned into her mind’s vision as though it had just happened in that moment. Cass’s spirit trembled as her clenched hand quivered from not only the cold. She pulled her hand and the cloth closer to her chest holding the quake of emotion at bay. Her heart quit its cry to turn and silently shout out of its deep desire. Her mind was greedy for something she had yet to know.

To have love you’d die for…

Cass inhaled deeply bringing her mind back to her surroundings and out of the sways of grass and thought. The base of the mountains revealed itself at the creeping edge of the serrated horizon. The two ahead of her were too caught up in their conversation to pay her or their surroundings enough heed. She had to stay alert. Distractions near patrolled areas were dangerous. Valente pulled the conversation out from over his shoulder as he turned.

“Hey Cass, I bet you know a lot about surviving off the land. You’ve been out on your own. I’m sure you have some great stories.”

Gregor pivoted on his horse as he eagerly grinned to the huntress alongside the prince. Valente’s intent and interested gaze crashed through Cass’s determination. She blinked herself out of her thoughts. Distractions near patrolled areas were not that dangerous.

“Well, there was this one time with a Fourtusk…”

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