Chapter 3The soft lull of the sea lapping at the rocks might have been the most glorious sound Tanash had ever heard. He had been away from Tasora for weeks, steering clear of the shore to keep suspicions of his identity at bay, and though his fellow knights were hardly accomplished sailors, the sea had been a part of him for as long as he could remember. Joining the ranks of his king’s defenders meant he was locked to the land rather than more familiar waters, but nothing could ever strip it out of his heart.
Behind him, Liseny came to a panting halt, bending over to catch his breath. “Where’s the boat?”
“Hidden.”
His gaze swept over the smooth lines of the horizon. The surface shone like a mirror, unblemished by wind or wave in spite of the tiny ripples that rode the crooked beach. He
