Tension

“Where is Wren?” he asked in a harsh whisper. The men that had been guarding the women were dead and the others were too far away to hear, but he didn’t see a good reason to be reckless.

“She said something about Brone.”

“Her horse?” He was going to give that woman a piece of his mind when he found her. They needed to get as far as possible before the bandits realized that they were gone. Waltzing back into the camp to steal back a horse would be a sure way of causing alarm. The horses were bound to be guarded. “Stay here,” he whispered to Katraina and then ducked back out into the clearing without waiting for a response.

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