Princess Thadea
Thadea had never been so glad to see other human beings or the Magi. She looked from the pack of wolves that surrounded the camp, growling at her and the horses, who were immeasurably displeased if not totally terrified, to the vague figures approaching from the north. There had been no attack yet, but if there was...she was a sitting duck. Her leg was still healing, she could barely put any weight on it, and what if the wolves killed a horse and it landed on her?
She almost cried with relief when she saw movement come from the north, where Jules and Rosa had run with the dead Ghia. Then the wolves noticed, too, and Thadea was powerless to stop them as they ran to meet the interlopers. One stayed behind, growling at her.
They'd come out of nowhere. She'd been perfectly f
