CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Royce led the way as he and a clutch of the others rode south, heading for Earl Undine’s lands. He tried not to show any of the worry he felt as they rode through the night, using the stars for guidance, taking any road they could find so long as it was heading in the right general direction.
Was he doing the right thing by taking them this way? Every stride of his horse brought fresh worries for Royce, whether those were about the people they’d left behind to wait for them, the scale of the danger that they were facing, or simply the fact that they were about to walk into the home of a noble who had no more reason to love peasants than any other.
“What if they decide that we’re traitors?” Lofen asked him. He’d obviously been thinking the same thing.
“They won’t,” Roy
