Irenya had never seen Gedric so utterly out of his depth. Disbelief clear on his scarred features, he stared at the figure on the ground, then he, too, came to his senses and rushed to his daughter’s side. Brianne was already pushing upright on wobbly arms, gasping for breath and tearful, until she realised people were staring. Even the guards tightening the storm covers risked Gani’s displeasure by stopping to gape. She swiped a wet, torn sleeve over her face, and said, ‘I did it! I found you.’ A rivulet of blood trickled into view along her wrist.
Leachim flicked up his collar to protect his neck from the rain and leaned over the trio. ‘It might be useful to fetch her out of this weather. And doubtless she will need restoratives.’
Gedric and Brynne helped her into Gani’s tent and set h
