Chapter 2Most of our belongings were either in packs upon the horses, or strewn on the ground where such packs had fallen; in silence, my companions and I gathered everything and brought it back inside. In my chamber, I looked at the tumbled sacks, exhausted by the idea of unpacking them.
No, there was no need to unpack, at least no further than items I used every day. We would be leaving soon. Somehow.
I had half-feared and half-hoped that our new dragon would simply fly away and never return, leaving us in the circle like sheep in a pen. He had not; I could see him from the east window, clawing furiously at the ground on the hillside where we buried the knights. Only after watching him for some time did I realize he must be digging a grave for Rindargeth.
My breath caught, but I ruthl
