"Why are we waiting?" Kyla asked.
Becky grimaced as if annoyed. "You wanted your friends to accompany you. They should be here soon." She moved her head as if listening for something. "Your transport arrives," he added.
Kyla heard nothing at first before the sound of horses' hooves and the slight squeak of wagon wheels came through the darkness from the left. Two horses pulling a covered wagon arrived but it was the driver that caught her attention. He wore shabby leaf-coloured clothes and had a pointy beard.
He stopped and glared at Kyla before moving his eyes across to Becky who had squatted beneath a nearby tree. "Well Becky," he muttered. "Where are the other two castle girls?"
"This is Wyman, one of our kindred," Becky said to Kyla. "He will be your driver and escort your party th
