King’s Guard~
Sethlyan Callan
The Mew, Aleron
“I came face to face with myself that day. The mindgift, the bond, and the prophecies. I’d continued to dismiss it all. Then the Storm Hawks met their first battle as one.”
By midday, they reached the edge of the Mew, a knuckle of timberland jutting out into Lake Jura at the southernmost tip of Tavish land. The Mew’s rocky soil was no good for farming or pasture, but it was prime hunting ground, and Seth knew it well from the many conclaves he’d spent here.
Gaven reined in and lagged behind. Again.
Aengus heaved a sigh. “What now?”
They both stopped to see what had stalled the man who’d been pushing them since before daybreak. Gaven twisted around, looking back the way they came. He squinted at the hills in the distance.
“They’re follow
