Warlord of Antares

Chapter eleven

Chapter eleven

How old Hack ’n’ Slay stood upThe real world of Kregen, as my Kregish friends are fond of remarking in many proverbs and adages, is always changing, continually surprising, exotic even to those born under the streaming mingled lights of the Suns of Scorpio.

Yet there are places familiar and dear because of that.

Seg and Milsi were adamant that we could now spend the time with them we had promised. Delia — ah! My Delia smoothed all and so we flew off to Croxdrin where Milsi was Queen and Seg was King. Along the River of Bloody Jaws we had had adventures, with more to come, no doubt; for now we could just be ourselves and enjoy life. That, after all, as the wise men say, is the reason we are here at all.

Shalane mended slowly and so we had packed her and her Rumay fanatics