Chapter fifteen
I postpone a problemSometimes a man will leap out of bed after a vile dream with a cry of horror on his lips, and his hand will reach out for the sword scabbarded conveniently on the bedpost.
Well, I could not stop the anguished cry from bursting past my lips. And I already held a sword in my fist.
But I knew I could not awake from this nightmare.
Seg!
“Dray, oh, Dray!” Thelda lurched toward me, her arms out and I could only take her into my arm, and hold her and feel how she trembled, like a hunted beast in a snare. She was trapped, horribly trapped, and she did not know it.
“Thelda,” I said, stupidly. Then, “We’ll get you out of this. Now, love, brace up.”
Her face lifted and she looked at me. Tears spangled her cheeks. She was just as I remembered her, just as bea
