Chapter 13
DARA AND MYRA spent a long time packing, far too long, for Loriane’s liking. She had nothing to pack and, with more and more people streaming into the town, wanted to be gone as soon as possible.
She carried her meagre possessions into the shed, where the bear was snorting nervously and the camel stood chewing peacefully and Ruko sat atop Tandor’s chest. Well, she couldn’t see him of course, but something threw a ball of twine into the air and caught it again and again.
“We can use Tandor’s sled,” Loriane said when Ontane stumbled into the shed after her, carrying a heavy travel chest.
He put his load down. “Where we be going we can’t use a sled. Snow stops quickly down the side of the platform.”
“Then how are we going to get to this hunting shack?” By the skylights, she ha
