Chapter Eight
On the Run
Valanandir struggled with the pain of his injuries. He followed in Iadrawyn’s wake as she led him through the forest. As she had predicted, the light faded as time wore on. Eventually, it was safe to remove their blindfolds. They spoke seldom as they walked through the ancient trees that were now in full foliage, with broad, green leaves.
They followed no clear path, but weaved between the trees in an easterly direction. Iadrawyn left often to backtrack and lay false trails for their pursuers to follow. When she returned, she led Valanandir onward as quickly as he could follow, trying to make good time while there was still light. Valanandir stumbled along behind her, his injuries throbbing.
His face was painfully swollen from Eruvalion’s vicious attack, and hi
