FOUR
On the Move
AUTUMN 965 MC
The Mercerian companies marched in single file on the road while their cavalry trotted along on either side. The journey south had been uneventful, and eventually they passed through the border village of Wickfield. They then continued on to Hawksburg, and now, with the town coming into view, everyone looked forward to a nice rest.
Aldwin rode up beside Beverly, his horse dwarfed by the mighty Mercerian Charger.
"I wonder if Aubrey is home," he mused.
"We'll find out soon enough. We'll be there well before dark."
He looked back over his shoulder. "How many of these companies will remain here?"
"About a third. The rest will winter in Tewsbury and Wincaster."
"Does that mean we get a night off?"
"You might, but I'm far too busy."
"Meaning?"
"Albreda
