49
Homeward
They reached their old campsite by the northern shore of the lake, and Julian was surprised—though he shouldn't have been, he supposed—to find their horses back, and not just back but hobbled in the same picket line he and Jared had set up when they first arrived.
Feirhard was true to his word, it seemed.
Again.
And didn't it really burn Julian up to have to recognize that.
Melanie and Jared unburdened themselves, and Julian followed suit. He dropped his pack to the ground and sat down beside it. The sun was drawing low in the sky and approaching the peaks to the east, and weariness seemed to flow from his every pore.
It crossed his mind that they maybe ought to think about setting a watch, but before he could muster the notion to do anything about it, he drifted off t
