Her attention shifting to Banek, Yvenne seemed to hesitate before venturing to say, “At the ruins, you recognized that it was not a simple fog. “Did you tell the innkeeper of the blood wraiths?”
Though he held her gaze, he spoke to Banek next. Instead she stared up at him as boldly as ever.Īmused, he drank another swallow of mead and reached for one of the platters of roasted dally bird. His earlier impression must have been wrong. Her mouth full, Yvenne abruptly glanced at him again, pale eyes narrowing on his face. “So it is only the minister Kintus who begrudges every grain of wheat our warriors eat.” With a humorless laugh, Maddek shook his head. It is the villagers’ gratitude for keeping the Farians across the Lave.” “We’ve not had to pay for a meal or a drink. “We’ll pick up our pace, then,” Kelir said, and signaled to a barlad with curled hair and bright eyes. We collect them from the blacksmith’s in the morning.” Some warriors fell asleep after drinking not much more than this. The drink was half empty, which might account for her subdued manner. “I did.” Maddek reached for the flagon of mead in front of Yvenne’s plate. On his left, Kelir asked, “Did you find new mounts?” Such naked welcome sent heat directly to his loins, and Maddek left no room between them when he took the seat beside her, pressing his hard thigh against her softer one. Yvenne’s moonstone gaze flicked up then, and by the softening curve of her lips, she was relieved to see him. Kelir’s eyes met his and the big warrior shifted along the bench, making room for Maddek beside his bride.
The Parsathean warriors she traveled with drew enough attention that every villager along this road could point out their direction. If her brothers and father were in pursuit, no need to search for a moonstone-eyed woman.
He had never yet seen her hide from anything-and he had already told her not to fear identification. Here was a crowd of villagers to observe, yet her eyes were downcast and her head bowed, as if she were hiding her face. Her gaze did not lift from her plate, though in every other village they had passed through, it seemed that she could not stop looking, eagerly taking in every detail and questioning Banek about many of them.
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