Ouch. That was my first thought upon waking up. My head throbbed.
I was on the back of a horse. Strung over it and tied at my ankles and wrists. I recognized the mount as the one that had been friendly enough to tolerate me before.
A nice horse really.
My head was humming. And I could see a bit of blood on my shoulder from where my head had seeped.
They’d hit me with a rock. That much was clear.
I lifted my head as much as the pain would allow and saw that we were surrounded by more horses. At least two skins rode horses nearby.
“Why did she send them?” Verias was asking his brother.
“She didn’t trust we’d bring her back.” Reimus said from next to me. Nodding toward me, I assumed.
“I don’t want to give her to the woman.” Verias said.
“I, neither.”
“How are we going to get r
