Leila

TOVA

Two days later I was astride Bo waiting for Erik to join me. We were leading our convoy out of the castle walls to the lake where we would be taken across and the march for the war camp would begin. Several convoys had left prior with instructions to set up camp and to find food and supplies for us along the way. Behind my saddle was a pack with another set of clothing and food for myself for four days. I had two full skins of water and would have to find more as we traveled.

I was in doeskin breeches with boots that came up almost to my knees. I had a long tunic over the top and a fur stole was around my shoulders to keep out the damp and chilly air. I had a longer cloak rolled up and tied behind my saddle for easy access if I needed it along the march. I was ready.

Erik came riding up and pulled Troi in, bringing her aside me. I looked over at him and he nodded, urging her forward. Bo hated to follow and was eager to overtake the King, but I reined him in and we canter