Bab 21: Chapter 21: Extra Swords

If the recruits were nervous, they did not show it. With a cry, they followed their general and Lady Rowan off the barges and along the riverbank.

General Tarik called to Rowan as they navigated the trees and bushes in their way to the skirmish.

“Stay near the back, my lady. You can use your arrows from there.”

“Oh my dear General Tarik, I can ride and shoot better than you know,” Rowan swallowed her nerves as they came upon the edges of the engagement. Tarik shouted another warning to her and began to fight.

“Remember recruits, assist the Elves,” He yelled above the clanging and bashing. “Red leather is bad.”

‘It even looks bad,’ Tarik thought.

Hearing steps behind him, the general spun around to see a sword coming at his throat. Before he could even move...

“Whack!”

The man fell and Rowan galloped by on her old grey gelding, already knocking and shooting another arrow.

“Lady Rowan!”