CHAPTER FIFTEEN
Calderon woke with a start. Sunlight was beginning to filter through the patched material over the window that was considered a curtain. He sat up quickly and looked to see if Velkyn or Donovan were up. He could tell by their rhythmic breathing they were still sleeping. It had been his turn to watch the door. It seemed that his disorder had reared its ugly head again.
Calderon went to stand up and almost screamed out. A horrible burning pain shot through his legs and lower back. He gave up trying to move and realized this was most likely caused by gripping the horse with his legs the day before. He grit his teeth and tried hard not to move at all, hoping vainly that if his legs were still he wouldn’t feel the pain.
“Mother of Faith!” Velkyn swore loudly. Calderon realize
