He woke suddenly, stiffening as he realized that Nikolaus' hand lay over his mouth, the general himself rigid and tense.
Kai’s muddled mind slowly made out voices and his eyes widened in realization. They had been stopped by guards, if what he was hearing was correct. If they searched the wagon… His fingers slid down to his belt, to where the small, but deadly knife lay.
He could hear Nyton’s voice, realizing that the man must have come with them, with his son driving. The farmer sounded placating, calm. His voice held nothing but a weary tone that indicated that he very much wanted to reach his destination, and now there was a delay.
Kai listened, wanting to indicate to Nikolaus that he could remove his hand now, but not wishing to make the smallest move that could give away their posi
