The Sword Of Light: Book One Of The Veredor Chronicles - Plot & Excerpts
His head was bandaged, and he could feel his leg still hurt, but the pain had lost most of its sharpness. His body was covered in grazes and bruises, but he had been cleaned and washed. He thought back over the night before and the ill-fated meeting and wondered if any of the others had survived the raid. Everything had all happened so quickly that he had no time to think. He pulled himself out of bed and slowly walked to the door, making his way down the stairs to the common room. Flickering firelight lit up the common room. Red was sitting next to the open fireplace warming his feet and hadn’t heard Eben coming down the stairs. As Eben approached Red turned and looked up. ‘Eben, you’re awake. I thought you were never going to get up. You’ve been out for two days.’ ‘Thanks for looking after me.’ ‘You should thank Stella. She’s the one who cleaned you up. You must have lost a lot of blood. You have a mighty gash on the back of your head and a bruise on your leg bigger than any I’ve ever seen.
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