Later, the men took me outside. They showed me where to get water, the stream ran alongside a path. We followed it until it forked, one way heading towards the place of the bonfire. The other kept following the stream.
“Where does this go?” I asked.
“Let’s find out.” Rolf threw an arm around my shoulder, and we climbed higher. Little paths curved off the main one, but the men kept on until we came to a ledge.
“Here, Sage,” Rolf pulled me up beside him. I stayed well away from the edge.
“Look.”
The plain spread out before us. Beyond a certain point the mist drifted in patches.
“The Corpse King is still trying to find you. But there is magic in this place to keep you safe.” I shivered.
“But that is not what we wished to show you,” Thorbjorn rumbled.
“Look there.” Rolf pointed. It too
