Chapter Twenty-three
"Thorn for Throne"T
he cadavers were tireless as they made way across the land toward Cnos Fada. Were it not for the living that lead them, Fion's forces would never have found rest. MacKegan's generals halted the armies when they needed to sleep, but those periods of repose were never enough. Bodb Derg's troops, most rebels from small homesteads, were exhausted. Their neglected needs weighed heavily on morale.
Finnbhear did not lead one unit but joined forces as he met each. The pooka took him swiftly from camp to camp, where he would spend a day and night conferring with the captains. Then he would away again to the next company.
Bodb had provided a silver mirror to help him in completing his task. It flashed brightly when Finnbhear went the right way; dark when
