He glanced around the camp. Wryly, he thought that the only thing dry he had for a coverlet was the Dragon's banner; he left it safely buckled inside the saddlebags. Instead, she stretched and shrugged as if working cold shoulders before settling back as she had been. They went through the Foregate by the lighted streets, wrapped in a silence that shut out the gaiety around them.
The smell of horses hung thick. ' It was my salvation I was thinking of. It was hard to believe there was anyone in the whole world, in this world, except for the three of them, hard to believe even the Darkfriends were there, somewhere ahead. Let me go, I say! And if I don't like where he is, why, I can pick him up.
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