CHAPTER 11THE PLACE CALLED OMBOR
Across the river, they took the long road north and rode under the many-colored moons without further conversation. Once well beyond the chances of pursuit, Kellory relaxed and then cancelled the spell of darkness, for to maintain it further seemed pointless and he wished to conserve his strength against the possibility of future needs.
The legion had marched this way, for the meadow-grass beyond the margin of the road was trampled as if under the feet of many marching men, and wagon wheels or chariot wheels had cut deep grooves in the soil where it was barren of grass. Kellory briefly explained to Carthalla his desire to join forces with the Duke against the Thungoda.
“Will he accept aid from a magician?” the girl questioned in dubious tones. “In these
