23 Taytra
The caves are two miles from here. It should only take an hour. We need to go. We need to go. Taytra pulls her horse to a stop. The new rebel group is still coming up behind her.
The families around her cry out in fear and start clambering away from her. “The Dark Ones! Taytra brought them to us.”
“Lady, how could you?”
“Mama, what’s happening?” a child cries.
“Wait!” Taytra yells over them all. “Stop! These elves are not Dark Ones. They are from another group of rebels and they came to help us.”
“How can you be sure?” one woman asks, hiding her child behind her.
“Please, we don’t have much time.” She dismounts. “Ward is with another group to lure them away from us. Another group went to go get those that had already left. We want to make sure that everyone is safe in ou
