Eleven
On the Run
Summer 961 MC
The wagon rolled up to the southern city gate, the least busy exit that Harry could arrange for them to safely leave by. Hayley's Uncle Wilfrid snapped the reins, driving Lightning forward; the great beast was unburdened by the weight and trotted quickly. Arnim, seated beside Wilfrid, looked over his shoulder at Nikki, lying delirious in the back of the wagon, completely unaware that Revi tended to her.
Hayley, following along on her uncle's draft horse, noticed two soldiers come out from the tower. One of them held up his hand while the other stood by, looking bored.
"State your business," the first ordered.
"We're on our way back to my farm-" Wilfrid started explaining.
"I have, here, a letter from Marshal-General Valmar," interrupted Arnim.
"Indee
