His mood communicated to the Keshi stallion so that the great black war-horse skittered sideways, dancing out of line to prompt a grunt of warning from Tepshen Lahl. Kedryn sighed through gritted teeth, forcing himself to relax as he unfastened his hand to reach down and pat the nervous animal, feeling the neck rise as the beast sensed the tension leave him. At the head of the column, Bedyr turned his own mount to ride back to where his son was, his face clouded as the sky above. “I am all right,” Kedryn assured his father, though the grim set of his features told the Lord of Tamur this was more facade than truth and Bedyr reached across to set a hand on the young man’s shoulder. “How many miracles can you expect?” “One,” Kedryn answered, his voice terse. “It will come,” Bedyr said, making his tone confident. “Already you know the blindness may be lifted.” “Randomly!”
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