Chapter 9
Walking alongside Tyana, Steigan came into New Lilinar. The deep gash the gargax had inflicted on her foreleg pained her enough that she flinched her leg back when Steigan had poured water over to wash it. His own wound stung and little threads of the ripped tunic were drying in the blood, but he didn't want to disturb it now that the bleeding had stopped.
As they reached the edge of town, a cool, early afternoon breeze zipped by them. Old fallen leaves from last season skittered over the ground, seeming to race Steigan down the street. They'd stop along the stones, brittle little curls of color waiting for him to catch up, then another gust would push them onward again.
Steigan reached the Temple stables. A young boy with black hair hanging down into his face rushed out to gr
