Chapter 22Lavinia tightened her grip on the reins and whispered a silent prayer for Turnus’s safety. There had been no time for words before Camilla pushed her into the chariot and shoved the reins into her hands.
They slammed against the Trojan ranks, carving through the enemy. Where had these reinforcements come from? It mattered little now. Their only task was to re-join their forces. After that, they could avenge this latest betrayal.
Arrows and javelins screamed through the air above their heads. The Thracian mounts attached to the chariot were already heaving and sweating, the yoke jostling between them. Camilla’s bow twanged over and over, the sss cursing under her breath with each bone juddering lurch.
They burst onto the open field. The pyres still smouldered even as battle lin
