If Crows Know Best (Mage Of Merced Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
We had not wanted to risk having Dink taken from us, so traveled on foot. At least the mud had a dried crust atop, so we did not have too hard a way to make. Virda carried a large bag of spun yarn which she would say, to any who asked, that she planned to trade for needles and yard goods. I carried pelts to trade for woodworking tools, which would be scarce, I knew. Wieser walked beside me, never straying. Though to be sure there were lots of new smells she would have investigated if left on her own. Her nose twitched like mad. Several times we had to clamber up the weedy banks to let large cargo wagons pass. Each outbound one had two mounted soldiers behind. We entered town the way we had left it after the wedding, discovering as we did so a stone wall being erected over the ruins of a slap-dash wooden barricade at the edge of town. More wagons rumbled past us, loud on the cobbles. Virda led the way through busy folk hurrying here and there.
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