Chapter Ten
The c**k crowed thrice, but it didn’t wake Marl. Raina’s scream for the rooster to “shut it,” did the trick, though.
Callista was ready. She looked the part of a competent archer. She wore leather armor, her bow over her shoulder, and a look of mocking triumph that was going to grate on Marl’s nerves until mid-day.
To her credit, though, she had gotten his horse ready, too. Its mane was brushed, and it was eating an apple. Marl suspected she was making friends, just in case the horse ever got a vote in something.
Marl put it all out of his mind. Their next stop was back to town to find Kal. The first time around, Kal’s lightning-fast draw and magic arrows that had a slowing effect were an essential part of their success. His friend had not been to his inn for years, and the
