“Those are not guards.” He said quietly. “They are something else.”
Zya peered in the same direction, and could see two bands of horsemen.
“There they are, behind them!” Now the second group of horsemen were catching up the first, and several members of the first group peeled off and with a distant 'whoop' engaged them. Even from the distance that separated them from the battle, they could see the swords flash as the sun dodged in and out of the clouds above. The leading horsemen did not stop, but the second group had lost, and the victors collected the horses and rode on towards them. Venla and Gwyn had no choice but to pack up their things and wait, for this mercenary band was surely coming their way for a reason. There were between a score and three dozen judging from the noise of hoo
