When the squad standing just outside the settlement waved Pretayus's group towards them, the warmth leeched out from the Elf's veins, her stomach knotting up into bows. Something about these men was making her shiver, and sent panicked waves through her nerves.
"I want Galen back," she said, tears beginning to run her cheeks. "I want to go home."
"Shut up," Pretayus growled as he pulled the horse's reins to one side to guide the mount toward the guards.
All his words managed to do was provoke her into breaking down into sobs, which in turn pulled in more attention in the group's direction. Archers standing guard on the ledges of the cliffs above notched arrows on their bows and prepared to draw. Knights in full plate armor began to move into positions along pathways and roads around Pre
