Chapter 34
Blindfolded once more, Bradamante followed her nose away from the pine forest, back through the dank tunnel, back toward the stable, but then beyond it.
“You can take off the cloth,” Manat told her.
They sat on horseback in one of the riding arenas.
Manat drew two swords from either side of her belt: one was hers, one Bradamante’s. She handed Bradamante the weapon. “Are you ready?”
Bradamante nodded. She felt uneasy. Their conversation about whether or not she had left Ramath puzzled her. Did she really know what was real and what was not? Had her visit with Naldo been a vision? Had the ride through the tunnel and into the forest been a trick of her mind?
“Concentrate,” Manat said. “Your thoughts are scattered.”
“Please, then, explain. Is this a vision, or not?”
“What do
