Chapter 7

“I will have to talk to the commander, they are slipping. No one should be able to sense they are there even though they can see me and my men.”

Castien had to agree. Watchers were of no use if those they observed knew they were there, the element of surprise would be lost if those who came down the trail were enemies.

Finally the path widened enough for them to ride two abreast again. Daeron turned to Castien. “Do you see it?”

Castien stared hard and shook his head. A few hundred yards in front of them there was a small glen and on the far side of it a curved moss-covered set of indentations. They went to the top of a mound which appeared to be twice the height of a man. Beyond it was forest again.

Daeron grinned. “The Keep is there as you will soon discover.”