Chapter ThirtyCaptive
Linwyn cursed. She had been a fool to leave the others, but when Iarion had gone missing, she had been unable to resist trying to find him.
She was well aware the elf could take care of himself, but he was still weak from drinking the waters of the Forbidden Pool. Although she suspected Barlo was with him, she felt compelled to join him if she could.
Hidar’s tribe-mates had underestimated her at first. Men always did, believing she only played at being a warrior. She used it to her advantage, killing many of them before they learned to become wary of her blade. Now dusk was falling over the land and she was surrounded.
But Linwyn refused to surrender. Instead, she swung her shield about to knock spears from startled hands, while driving her sword into the gut of t
