11. Old LegendsErin felt a strong hand grip her arm and pull her to her feet. Her head was fuzzy, as if she had been walking through a haze and was now finally breaking out of the gloom. The hand, which she now saw belonged to Arthur, dragged her forwards, even as her feet stumbled. She seemed to be in the reedy grass near the loch shore, but had no idea how she had got here. She could remember nothing after Svana had veered away towards the herd. She glanced up and saw that the protective rune above her head had disappeared.
A ferocious screech came from behind. Erin cowered in on herself, looking back to where the sound had come from. Only a short distance away Iolair bore down upon a Kelpie, her talons outstretched towards its head.
“Keep moving, Serineth,” said Arthur.
She was about
