There the path split again. One branch carried on straight, while the other rose into the mountains. Albern gave Jordel a pointed look. “Which road shall it be? The faster road has its risks as you have seen, but as ever the course is yours to choose.” “The faster,” said Jordel without hesitation. “Rock slides cannot have blocked every path north, and the weather now is milder than it was. Mayhap we can recover lost time.” “As you say,” said Albern, and he led them up. Gem accepted this new path without grumbling, for once. Perhaps he remembered Albern’s chastisement the last time, or mayhap he was still too angry at Loren to speak when she might reply. But they rode the first day in silence without trouble, then the second, and the third. Four days had brought them to their obstacle the last time, and as the sun wound down on the fourth, Loren could feel relief wash through the party. It made little sense, she knew; there might well be a rock slide still ahead, just around the next twist.
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