“Your little friend was right,” Lith said as we rode out of town at sunset. “We’re being followed.”
I turned around, feigning to adjust the saddlebags that hung behind me. The horse I rode continued its loping trot and I glanced around behind us quickly before facing the road again. “I saw him. About twenty yards away.” Lith nodded in assent. “He’s hiding in the thicket back there.”
“Perhaps we should…?”
“What? Turn around? Spur ahead?” I shook my head. “No, we’d only attract undue attention. Let’s just continue onward. He doesn’t know we know.”
As I turned to her, Lith frowned. “Soon it’ll be night, and in a few hours we’ll enter the Gorbin Wood. Do you think it wise to camp with him so close behind?”
“It can’t be helped.” Absently I patted the crossbow at my waist. “If we’re attacke
