Chapter 13: The SmokeKett put a hand over Lyrra's mouth. She almost knocked it away, but they could not chance being heard, no matter what bitter family history they had. Now it was about just surviving the night.
It was only chance that they were together at all. When Cayne's men popped out of their hidden holes in the forest floor, most of the men and women of the tribes were killed within moments. So much for peace.
Some fought bravely, without weapons or with the small weapons they had brought hidden, but for the most part the day was awash in treachery and blood. Kett didn't know if they were the only ones to escape or not. It took everything in him not to stand and fight, despite the odds. Only the pleading of his dying cousin had made him run from the fight.
Darkness had fallen,
