“And she should have tried sooner,” Duinn complained. “When I think of all those nights that she was nearby and those idiots could have been spelled to sleep, I just want to kick her from here to the mortal realm!”
Following Raori, they rode at their fastest pace. The terrain looked familiar because he had seen it all before, while looking through the stone. Unerringly he turned his horse toward the ley gate where Aramina had reentered the world. It never occurred to Raori that he might be leading his companions in the wrong direction, even after Duinn muttered those doubtful sentiments to his horse’s swiveling ears. The Northern Thorn complained bitterly to Picket about Aramina’s past and current misdeeds. Raori gritted his teeth in an effort to keep calm.
When the ground started to get
