Chapter Ten
Shadow stood there, not knowing what to do. She didn’t want to join the camp and have to answer questions, she wanted to go home. There’d been good times. Times when her Pa had actually treated them like he enjoyed having them around. Times when he hadn’t needed a drink to face his demons. They might not have been often, but it hadn’t been all bad. Not as bad as facing archers. Not as bad as watching men slaughtered and unable to do anything about it.
“Hey, lad.”
Shadow spun as a hand landed on her shoulder. She saw Iain standing over her. Lad? Was that meant to be a promotion from kid?
“Come and have something to eat. You did good today. Real good directions an’ all. We’re proud of ya,” Iain said.
“Four soldiers died.” Shadow’s words wavered.
“Soldiers always die. We liv
