Chapter Twenty-Six
Guilt Trip
Telanadil’s entire body stiffened from muzzle to hindquarters. Something was wrong. Something was very wrong.
Arinwyn!
He had been unaware of the connection between himself and the elf woman who used to be his lead mare when he had still been in Felara’s realm, but following it to Lasniniar seemed to have intensified it. He rose from the ground and galloped in the direction Arinwyn had walked off in earlier with barely a second thought about abandoning his post as sentry.
He found her a short distance past the dark tower. She was slumped at the edge of a pool. Telanadil nearly mistook it for some sort of large hole in the ground as he approached. In his experience, water should not be black... Was this some sort of peculiarity of this land?
He shook hims
