Chapter Thirty
Home to Roost
After Silvaranwyn said farewell to her family, their group headed south to return to Melaquenya with their news. It would be their last stop before heading southwest. Iarion was hoping Lysandir had returned to the Light Elves’ wood. The Learnéd One might have news from the north. After what they had seen at Belierumar, there was no telling how far the Khashada’s minions had managed to infiltrate the eastern half of Lasniniar.
It would take several days to reach Melaquenya, even with the horses Linwyn and Eranander had given them. Iarion pushed their pace as much as he dared, Sinstari running alongside their mounts. The landscape was a blur as he rode by. Barlo rode behind him, his arms locked around Iarion’s waist in what was nearly a death grip.
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