CHAPTER NINETEEN
ANCAERA
It was mid-morning when we forded the river. There was no bridge, but we found a decent crossing where it wasn’t too rough. We continued on and let the sun dry us as we went. Genevané and Gaetan had no trouble keeping up with Nazani in the rocky terrain, but once we reached the gently rolling hills and started northward toward Shifara, Gaetan fell behind. Even when not in her Darakanos form, Genevané was still physically strong and fast. We would head north until we were close to the shore before turning east for the last stretch to Shifara.
Nazani had been correct, and the way was uneventful. Fortunately, Genevané and Gaetan had food. The little I had carried had quickly disappeared; the bulk of our supplies had been with Farukan. The sea was visible in the dis
