Chapter 12
A rhythmic beat in the earth roused me from my short nap. I sat up, warily looking around, only to see a blur of obsidian on the horizon. I stood up to get a better view. A horse, it seemed. And a rider.
Who the rider was should have had me trembling, maybe even running, but it didn't. I stood riveted as Lord Ashton bore down on my position. I suppose it was because it wasn't someone worse, like the steward Liam, or even my old master. I was actually grateful to see the vi