Chapter 26‘Antyr. Wake up.’
Antyr rolled over in response to the voice and to the hand gently shaking him. With some difficulty he first forced his eyes open, then screwed them tight in an attempt to focus on the offending soul who was so relentlessly rousing him.
It was Andawyr.
Antyr levered himself up into a sitting position.
‘Come on, hurry up, it’s like chewing fog talking to you when you’re in this condition.’ Tarrian’s maliciously hearty intrusion boomed into Antyr’s mind, making him wince.
‘Clear off, will you?’ he growled peevishly. Andawyr started and stood back sharply, prompting Antyr into a hasty apology. ‘Not you, him!’ This declamation was accompanied by the throwing of a pillow towards the offending wolf. Tarrian stood motionless and watched disdainfully as it slithere
