The Riftwar Saga Series Books 2 and 3: Silverthorn, A Darkness at Sethanon
The Riftwar Saga Series Books 2 and 3: Silverthorn, A Darkness at Sethanon
‘What now?’ asked Roland.
Longbow gave him a lopsided smile. ‘We found another band of travelers heading northward about thirty miles southeast of here and arranged for them to visit with the Tsurani.’
Garret looked up at Roland with eyes darkly circled from fatigue. ‘A band he calls it. Damn near five hundred moredhel moving in strength. Must have been a full hundred chasing us through the woods the last two days.’
Roland said, ‘Arutha will be pleased. The Tsurani have hit us each night since you left. We could do with a little diverting of their attentions.’
Longbow nodded. ‘Where’s the Prince?’
‘At the west wall, where all the fighting’s been.’
Longbow stood and pulled the exhausted Garret to his feet. ‘Come along. We’d better report.’
Roland instructed the guards to keep a sharp watch and followed the two huntsmen. They found Arutha supervising the distribution of weapons to those in need of replacing broken or dulled ones. Gardell, the smith, and his apprentices gathered up those that were reparable and dumped them into a cart, heading for the forge to begin work.
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