CHAPTER 60
As they pulled out of the expedition camp the next morning, Penrys followed carefully behind Najud, trying to anticipate his movements. When he stopped at the outer perimeter, she reined back her confiscated Rasesni mare, and checked to make sure the three pack horses abandoned to her by Veneshjug halted with her and waited patiently.
Najud had far better control over his horses. He was riding his favorite black mare, Badaz, and leading a string of all his horses as well as the Rasesni mare he’d stolen. His horses’ packs were light, like hers—they’d be getting their supplies in Neshilik.
He held the end of his lead rope in his hand, for better control. Hers was looped over her saddle horn, since her right hand was occupied holding her reins. A neat leather glove covered her l
