Chapter Fourteen
West Crestin
Atty climbed into the back of the wagon as the blankets were being distributed to the survivors.She pulled Yulen into her embrace and settled next to him.Come hell or high water, she wasn’t budging.
MaGrath crawled in on the other side of the Battle Lord as Fortune took the reins.“Now where?” the Mutah hunter asked.
Flakes were falling faster.If they remained immobile much longer, they would soon be covered.“West Crestin,” she told him.
Fortune gave her a disbelieving stare.“Atty, are you sure?There’s nearly two hundred Normals with us!”
“Fortune, it’s Yulen’s only hope!”
He needed no further urging.She was right.It was the closest chance of shelter out of the weather, not to mention additional medical help.Slapping the reins, the wagon lurched forward.
