"Then to Behr," Bransen answered, and both women looked at him in surprise.
"To the wide blowing sands of the southern lands, to the temple of the Jhesta Tu in the Mountains of Fire."
"You speak of places I do not know," Callen said. Bransen smiled, for in truth, he was merely spouting names that Garibond had told him in his youth and distant references in the book he had committed to memory so long ago.
"Are there any places we do know, beyond the boundaries of Pryd Holding?" Cadayle asked. Though her tone was light, there was substance to that question that was not lost on any of the three.
"To where the wind begins, then," said Bransen, and he gave the reins a little snap. "And where the gods do battle. That is something I wish to see."
And so they rode from the only place any of them had ever known as home, into new lands and new adventures. Tor Books by R. A. Salvatore The Highwayman The Ancient The Dame This is a work of fiction. All the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.