CHAPTER 15
Deeper and deeper into the forest, Kaspian took Demon along the worn deer path. He’d walked to Brygida’s cottage this same way many times before, but the branches and brambles that had once blocked his path, and the trees that had closed in on all sides, were farther away than he remembered. And the path was so much clearer than it had once been, as if the overhanging branches and the undergrowth had known he’d need swiftness to save the lives of their caretakers.
He would warn Brygida’s mothers, get them to safety, and then he would deal with Henryk.
At the end of the path, the warm glow of the Mrok cottage reflected on the restless waters of the lake. Seeing it again, he felt the ghost of that skeletal hand upon his face. And soon, that same water would become Henryk’s grav
