“Well,” said Johnny after a moment. “That was an Ice Fair they won't forget in a hurry.”
10. Hyrn's OakWord of the sacking of Guilden had reached each town and city they came to on their flight south. At least people no longer doubted that the warnings of invasion were real. Word had passed rapidly through the aether from hedge witch to wise man. The undain are coming with the ice. Andar is invaded.
Hyrn's Oak was a very different place now. They could see no revellers, no cheering, laughing crowds as they approached. The Midwinter festivities had been forgotten and no music played. Up in the arms of the great oak, guards holding bows scanned the river. No fairy lights flickered among the branches.
“We'll stop here,” said Hellen. “Perhaps we can delay them further.” They were back in op
