Continuing the post, "Ahead," a few lines from Fire and Amulet. To set the stage, Trelleir leads Deneas through an underground labrynth.
Dawn found them stopped in a shadowed crevice. Trelleir gestured at a flat rock that formed a natural bench. “Time for a rest.” He glanced at the sky. “We’ll make camp and break our fast. Since we’re three valleys over from Darceth, and none of the residents ever come this far, we’ll be safe for a few candlemarks.” He struck firestone to rock and created a fire. A comforting glow danced on the walls pulling Deneas’ thoughts away from the previous days’ events.She watched Trelleir add water to a pan of ground meal and a few moments later the enticing smell of hot cakes filled the air. He flipped them to brown the other side, then scooped them onto plates. Taking one, he handed her the other. “My cooking may not be that of your mother’s, but it will fill the emptiness within.” His gaze seemed to pierce to her soul. “While we eat, we can decide where to go next.”
She snagged a rolled-up parchment from her bag, and one-handed spread it on the rock between them. She laid a finger on a spot farther down the mountain range. “First, I need to go here. Then after I decipher more of my mother’s notes, I’ll decide on the next part of the journey.”
Trelleir’s smile melted some of the chill around Deneas’ heart. “Agreed. If Caldar or Karst were to ambush Geren and his wife that is the one place far enough away from Darceth so that the rest of the villagers couldn’t interfere. Once Geren and his family are through the pass, those from Nawddmir will make sure he is safe.”
From his chuckle she knew the surprise must have shown on her face.
“No, you didn’t voice your wish to make sure Geren remained safe,” Trelleir said. “You told me he was leaving Darceth and that you gifted him your house. I figure Caldar wouldn’t take the insult without at least attempting to answer it.”
Having a slayer as a friend is dangerous when you’re a dragon.
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You're making me hungry, Helen! (It's dinner time in my time zone...)
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