Chapter Forty-Four
Arria paced the ranks of her warriors. The morning was brisk and cold. Snow began to fall. The sunrise hadn’t arrived yet, but it was just over the horizon. Once the light of the sun touched the walls of Tiermerra, she would start their attack. Tiermerra and Legain were practically the same city. A stone wall circled each city with a shorter wall between the two. The walls were newer according to the Ikchani, most of whom claimed to have come from Tiermerra when it was a smaller village.
The farms surrounding the cities were empty, which didn’t seem normal. They knew an attack was coming. How? Arria frowned.
“They know we’re coming,” Arria whispered.
“How?” Adneiva asked.
“I don’t know … but they know.”
“What makes you believe they know?”
“The crops outside of the
