Chapter 27
Frederik and his siblings were marched relentlessly by Oric and his g**g. They were tired with sore hind claws and in great need of a rest. He could tell most of their captors felt the same way, but Oric seemed to be driven onward by some inner flame. None dared complain. They knew how quickly his moods could change—usually for the worse—and everyone agreed it was better to be a little tired than very dead. Besides, they reasoned, the more ground they covered now, the sooner they could take their repose back at the hideout in safety and plenty. Frederik made a quick examination of their surroundings as they moved. This was unfamiliar territory to the three siblings. He was pretty sure this was still the Elderwood Forest, which stretched for many miles beyond Cardolin, but not any part tha
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