He remembered Evnis shouting at him in the glade and knew he had to do. Dark clouds sat on the horizon and a strong, sharp wind was swirling about him.Glancing down at the bundle of fur nestled in the crook of his arm, he sighed. I don’t think it’s been used since Ard’s reign.’‘How’d you know ’bout it, then?’‘Brina told me.’‘That witch?’ spluttered Farrell.‘She’s a healer,’ Corban muttered distractedly. ‘If you invoke it then your grievance can only be judged by the king.’‘Asroth’s teeth, I’ve never ’eard of that before,’ whistled Farrell, spitting food everywhere.‘As I said, it’s an ancient law. Farrell was the only one that had actually spoken to him since he climbed into the wain, although all of the others were listening avidly to their conversation.‘It’s an ancient law,’ said Corban. “All of them were eyeing him – or more accurately, the bundle of fur that poked out from under his arm – with varying degrees of curiosity and caution.
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