28. The River FolkMharcus’s vision set a new urgency into their journey across the moors to Aeronwy’s home.The Cat-Sidhe refused to speak about what he saw,as if speaking it would make it true. Andor’s nerves felt rubbed raw by the uncertainty of it all. Surely knowing the future, however bad, would be better than the snippets of doom the Cat had revealed.
True to Andor’s reckoning, it was the next day when they drew near to the mountain fortress. Closer now, Andor could see the great castle built into a high plateau further up the mountains. The wall he had seen was actually one of many ramparts and battlements surrounding the central keep. A village sprawled out across the slopes below, with ploughed fields extending into the moorlands, the young stalks of the new crops poking through t
