* * *

The view from the top of the hill was excellent, and it was even possible to hear a certain amount of sound from the camp below. Scrubby brush made fine cover to a pair of experienced (if out-of-practice) scouts. 'They aren't going anywhere,' Tarma said at last, as she watched the leader pitch his own damned tent. 'Whatever's made them sick, it's keeping them here until tomorrow at best, and their commander is furious. And look at those three-' she pointed her chin at three recumbent forms wrapped in sleeping rolls. 'They haven't moved at all since their last bout. I think they're going to need to sleep until noon tomorrow at the earliest.'

'Mmm,' Kethry agreed, watching the activity below. For two former scouts of their experience, this surveillance was routine; although a civilian would have said that these hilltops were barren, there was more than enough cover for them to hide in.

Everything was going exceptionally well, all things considered. The twins had seen Warrl, as Tarma had hoped they would when the door of the wagon eased open. Smart of them, to go out as if they needed to relieve themselves, but do nothing. That was as clear a sign that they knew help was out here as if they'd shouted and waved.

Now -- how to separate out the kidnappers? Warrl's estimate appeared to be correct, and twenty was far too many for two women and a kyree to take on. No matter how sick they appeared to be, most of them were not as depleted as the three comatose beside the fire. If they thought they were under attack, it would be amazing how quickly they would recover.

'If this was anywhere near a city, I'd be tempted to send you down there to shake your hips at them and lure them into the bushes one at a time, Keth,' she murmured.

Kethry snorted. 'At my age? I'd need a hell of a glamour to pull that off,' she retorted. 'You'd better think of something else to lure them off. Even at my youthful best, I was never so stunning that men would chase after me with all the blood gone from their brains into their-'

She stopped, and something in the silence made Tarma turn her head the little it took to see her face.

It was dead white.

What would turn her that white? There's nothing going on down in the camp ... if must be what we were talking about. How to lure the men out one at a time. And -- oh-- 'You know what will get them to hare off,' Tarma said instantly, as she saw the thought, too. 'We'd have to wait until after dark, though.'

Kethry closed her eyes and clenched her jaw; this had to seem like one of her worst nightmares come true. But Tarma didn't see that they had any better options.

'Warrl will be with her,' Tarma reminded her. 'You don't think I'd send her down there without him, do you? And she won't be that far from you -- and she's not only female, she's your daughter. If Need won't fight for her, I'll eat her scabbard without sauce.'

By now Jadrie must have known something was up, but she hadn't translated it for herself. It was a wonder she wasn't fidgeting right out of her clothes.

'And that's the only reason I'd let her.' Kethry let out the breath she'd been holding in a long hiss, and opened her eyes again. She looked at Tarma, doing her best to mask her fear, and failing completely. 'You tell her; you're her teacher, and her commander.'

'Tell me what?' Jadrie whispered, a whisper as tense and electric as a shout.

'You have a task, and it isn't to go back up the road and wait,' Tarma said evenly, without removing her eyes from Kethry's. 'We're going to need you to do something only you can do. We have to lure the men down there out one at a time, and for that we'll need bait. You're the bait.'

'Me?' Jadrie squeaked, her eyes huge and round. 'What about an illusion? Can't-'

'I think the man leading this group is a mage,' Kethry said evenly. 'And we don't want to give our presence away by using magic unless we absolutely have to.'

Tarma nodded. 'You're going to make them think that either Kira or Meri is trying to run away. In the dark, none of those men will realize that you're bigger and older than the twins. All they'll see is a child trying to sneak through the underbrush.' She saw the reasonable doubt in her pupil's eyes, and was pleased with it. 'I'll explain later in detail why we think that the men will just chase after you instead of shouting for help; just trust that we're sure enough to bet our lives on it. It has to be you; neither of us is small enough to pull off a convincing imitation of a child.'

There was a long silence, then Jadrie nodded. 'All right,' she whispered. 'Tell me what I'll be doing.'

* * *

Kira and Meri stayed hidden in the wagon as their kidnappers slowly recovered. By nightfall the worst of their sickness was over, and although they probably felt weak as kittens and wanted to sleep for days, they weren't losing everything they put into their stomachs. The leader stopped cursing, and someone managed to get a pot of broth started. Both girls sighed, and relaxed a little.

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