Chapter 30
Zaldeaa City
Linh: the Zaldeaan Realm, Eight Days March From Tarlah
Linh gazed beyond the vanguard. The hilltop before them sloped into a valley with forested, snow-capped mountains on its left, then the hilly plains of Governor Syenne’s province on the right. Houses scattered the hillside below and opposite them, linked by a stone bridge over a river. Older men and women carrying bows walked among houses, keeping watch for damars, but each figure froze as the Tarlahn army turned down the slope.
“What’s spooked them?” Troy asked.
“Governor Iomar reassured the others,” Linh replied, “but these people have no reason to believe we won’t harm them.”
They followed the vanguard across the bridge and zig-zagged up the far side of the valley. Michael’s brows narrowed, and Linh hea
