The Enchantress (Book 1 Of The Enchantress Saga) - Plot & Excerpts
The mountains of Lakeland receded into the distance the further north they got and soft undulating hills had replaced the high Pennine range.Analee lay in the back of the car, Benjy humped up beside her. There was now no room for Selinda, so the troupe of formerly gay musicians had to make frequent stops so that she could rest. No longer gay ... indeed it was a melancholy group that strode silently beside the lurching cart and the tired old horse.All Analee could see as she lay on the floor of the cart was the lowering sky, for it had begun to rain and nothing protected her from the soft insistent drizzle. Her feet had been loosely bound so that she could not leap over the side and run away; those who had seen her dance had no doubt as to her ability to perform this feat. They had let her hands free and she used them to pillow her head against the rough planks of the cart.Sometimes she sat up and propped herself against the side, straining to see the peaks of Lakeland now well to the south; but they were scarcely etched in the mist and even as she looked they disappeared altogether.
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