Chapter FifteenMizar's eyes flicked left and right, searching for any sign of intruders as he made his way up the road to the main house. All was quiet save for the breeze blowing through the nearby line of reesa trees. He gave silent thanks to Arantha that the storm currently pelting Vanda and southern Darad hadn't drifted this far north.
He fixated on the dim light shining through the small dining room window. If a fire still burned in the fireplace, it hadn't been tended for a while. He took that as a good sign. Perhaps he'd been worried over nothing. He couldn't imagine how Kimur had managed to persuade Deegan to abandon the only home he'd ever known, but as long as his family was safe, that's all that mattered.
He rapped lightly on the front door. “Hello?” He listened intently for a
