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Gavriel shifted and slumped onto a
boulder, equally out of breath. “They’ve got
aerial patrols on the eastern camp. And
sentries out by the forest’s border.”
Rowan leaned against a towering pine and
crossed his arms. “What manner of birds?”
“Raptors, mostly,” Gavriel said. Highly
trained soldiers, then. They’d always been the
sharpest of the scouts. “I didn’t recognize any
from your House.”
They either had all been in that armada,
now in Terrasen, or Maeve had put them
down.
Rowan ran a hand over his jaw. “The
western plain camp is as tightly guarded. The
northern one less so, but the wolves in the
passes are likely doing half the work for
them.”
They didn’t bother to discuss what that
army might have been gathered to do. Where