Run“We leave, now!” Leidre shouted.
People sprang to their feet and gathered what few belongings had been unpacked. I scarcely had time to take a shaft from the supplies and affix it to my axe before we were ready to go.
Then we marched.
Would we reach Greenchapel in time? I didn’t know. The misshapen nightbringers moved slowly—but over a full week had passed. How fast were they? I knew I . . . was not in a place to judge their speed when I saw them. If they were even a third as fast as a person, they would be in Greenchapel now, and we wouldn’t arrive for another day, at best.
I imagined Greenchapel burned to the ground, and I couldn’t shake the image. I tried to focus on my surroundings, on the trees and soldiers around me. But, if Greenchapel burned, Delsaran died for nothing.
Nigh
