Chapter Twenty-Six
Accomplice
Hilgur nearly wilted with relief when Lysandir agreed to leave with him, but the hardest part wasn’t over yet. “Is there a way to cross the river other than the ferry?” he asked. “You’re a clever lad. I’m sure you and your brothers have found a way.”
Lysandir’s lips stretched in a smile. “Several, actually. Feoras found them, of course. There’s one on the northern side of the island.”
“Good.” Hilgur headed for the exit of the glade, unable to believe his luck.
“Should we not let anyone else see us?” Lysandir asked. “If we don’t want to be stopped, I mean.”
“Sounds like a plan to me.” Hilgur felt a stab of guilt. Lysandir was going along with his plan with no idea where it was leading.
Lysandir nodded. “Then you’d better follow me. No offense, but dwarve
