Chapter Seventeen
Consequences
The next day dawned overcast and gray. Iarion and his companions left the hospitality of Nal Huraseadro behind to travel west. Hidar went with them.
It had taken some fast talking on Iarion’s part, but the others had accepted his decision. Golaron had proved the most difficult to persuade. Iarion did not understand his intense dislike for Hidar. Whatever the reason, Linwyn didn’t seem to share it. Iarion hoped he would not come to regret his choice.
Barely an hour had passed when the clouds unleashed a drizzling rain. The mists from the hills rolled westward with their group. Iarion shivered. He could see his breath.
They were all wet and miserable. They walked in silence. Lysandir led them toward the Fey Wood, giving the Southern Passage a wide berth. I
