Bab 121: Do You Understand Me?

Eltanin snorted. His jaws clenched at the thought. A muscle feathered in his jaw and without speaking a word, he circled past her and headed to his stallion. Rigel followed him, sending a pointed glare in Sirrah's direction. Sirrah shrugged and then walked back to the carriage. As the coachman opened the carriage door for her, she saw Eltanin's soldiers breaking ranks and disappearing into the darkness of Eslam. 

Sirrah knew that if they were breaking ranks, they must be scouting. She watched them with a cold expression and then stepped inside the carriage. Under her breath she said, "Girls, brace yourself for the next few hours of the journey. We will reach Draka by evening, that is if we move quickly." 

"Is he coming?" Morava asked. She had seen her mother talking to King Eltanin. 

"I don't know," Sirrah shrugged. "Most likely not. But I suggest that whilst the carriage is stationary, you catch up on your sleep."