Chapter 21
Castien had dozed off as they awaited Lain’s return. He woke with a start when he felt a hand on his shoulder and saw Theirn’s worried dark green eyes as the lad whispered, “Someone approaches.”
With a nod Castien was on his feet, his sword held ready in his hand. The moon was still up but lowering now toward the horizon. Alassiel joined them and the three watched anxiously, ready for any trouble should the footsteps they now heard not belong to Lain.
Moments later the mage came into view, a companion by his side. When he reached the others he quickly introduced the man as his good friend, Beleg. The man, or as Beleg told them, half-elf, fit his name as he appeared quite strong, his muscular arms evident under the short sleeves of his tunic.
“I have already filled him in on
