Guardians Of The Keep: Book Two Of The Bridge Of D'Arnath - Plot & Excerpts
“My lady,” he whispered. “Would you be kind enough to stepoutside where we could speak? I would most appreciate it. The Prince has said it will take him a goodlytime to care for the boy.” “Yes . . . yes. Of course.” This could not be a dream if I was stammering so foolishly. “Of course I’llspeak with you.” Kellea’s blankets lay empty, no sign of her in the cave. I wrapped my cloak tight, dragged my eyesreluctantly from Karon, who was binding his bleeding arm to Paulo’s, and stepped into the dawn light. Kellea wasn’t outside either. The only tracks in the snow were the sun-melted muddle of our foot-andhoof-prints from the previous night. The Dulcé followed me out of the cave. “I didn’t even feel it change,” I said in wonder, pulling the pink stone from my tunic and clasping it inmy hand to savor its lingering warmth. “We had a difficult evening.” “So it would appear.” The bearded man’s eyes glinted with good humor. “And, in our great hurry, wemost rudely gave you little warning.”
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