They returned to Queenston to marshal the troops for the winter march. The Duke of Kingsford had promised to arrange supplies and billeting for them once they arrived, but the army first had to cross the miles to the great city.
Gerald sat on his horse, watching as the troops formed up, Beverly beside him. He was in a foul mood, the steadily falling snow having crushed his optimism.
"The Elves are already on their way," reported Beverly. "They"re fast, the snow doesn"t seem to slow them."
"They have the advantage of being the first through the snow. The going will get more difficult as additional troops trudge through it. I assume Telethial is leading them?"
"Yes, General," said the red-headed knight.
"We"re not on parade, Beverly, you can call me Gerald. Are the Kurathians lined up?"
