Chapter Thirty-Two
Bride Price
The sky was still dark when Iarion and his companions set out the next morning. They wanted to make as much time as possible before the heat of the desert became unbearable. They left the horses Linwyn and Eranander had given them at Melaquenya. It would be difficult enough to keep themselves hydrated without worrying about watering and feeding their mounts.
Iarion wasn’t certain what kind of welcome to expect from the desert people. He hadn’t returned to the Shifting Sands since he, Barlo, and Silvaranwyn had first traveled south. Both he and Barlo had ensured that contacts were sent to establish the trade agreements they had promised Jadir, and trade with the Tribe of Wind had continued over the years, so at least this time they would be familiar with el
