Chapter Ten
Family Troubles
Barlo tried to catch his breath. His short legs were burning. He would never have let his best friend rescue Golaron alone. Linwyn threw herself at her brother, wrapping him in a fierce embrace. After a moment, she pulled back.
“Don’t you ever scare me like that again!” she said, gripping his shoulders. Golaron smiled and shook his head before turning to see to his horse.
Barlo watched as Linwyn’s gaze fell on Iarion, who was busy cleaning his blade. Her expression was awed, as though she were seeing him for the first time. A creeping suspicion grew in Barlo’s mind. He would have to speak to her later, when he got a chance.
“The Heirs of Belierumar have returned, and just in time, it seems.” A man stepped forward with a salute. Barlo guessed from his manner
