CHAPTER THIRTY
Sebastian stood by the edges of the city, overseeing the escape, his hand clenching and unclenching on his sword hilt. Around him, Hans’s soldiers, whatever was left of the various free companies, and the warriors of Stonehome all helped to move people along as they fled their homes.
“There are too many,” Asha said, “and they’re moving too slowly. If we stay with them, we’ll never make it to Stonehome before the enemy catches up to us.”
“Then I suggest you help me to slow them down,” Sebastian said. He could understand the woman’s concern for her own people, but when it spilled over into having no concern for anyone else, she lost a lot of his sympathy.
“Or you could get on a fast horse with your child and be in Stonehome well before they get anywhere near us,” Asha sugg
