Chapter Thirteen'Hurry!' Bradan had never seen Chaturi more agitated. She pushed the crew into their places. 'How far is the land?'
'It's only about two miles away,' Bradan said. 'We should reach it long before these vessels reach us. With luck, they might not even see us.' He gave quick instructions. 'Don't hoist the sail as it will make us more visible. Row, fast and hard.'
Taking the steering oar, Bradan pointed the bow toward the double-peaked hill. 'Pray to Shiva, people, and I will pray to my own God.'
'I think we're too late,' Banduka said. 'They're altering course.'
The shape of the Thiruzha sails had altered, as the vessels moved toward the Singhalese boat.
'They're much larger than us,' Bradan said. 'They are two-masted Thiruzha scout ships. They'll carry thirty men and twen
