Halina shook her head. “It’s too late for her. She’s been bitten by the bies.”
Brygida struggled against her, but Halina was stronger and broader. Over her shoulder, the wind picked up and snow flurries fell down around her, obscuring her view. “I serve Mokosza. I can’t just leave her!”
Halina shook her head. “There’s serving Mokosza, and there’s just being foolish. We can’t save her without risking your life and mine.”
“Then let me go! I decide what’s worth risking my life for.”
“Not going to happen, maleńka.”
Oh yes it would.
With a swift backward jab, Brygida caught Halina in the gut, and her grip loosened.
Brygida fell from the saddle, landing hard in the snow but just shy of the horse’s hooves, praise Mokosza.
After a moment of shock, she struggled to her feet, the snow meltin
