“There is an enclosed place,” Luvo said as she approached. “It is like the ‘temple’ place for the Thunder Horses, but it is for my mountain and those of my brother and sister. Your humans come to it and leave things for the humans that sing there and light lamps and bow up and down as you do, only more. They use fire to make smoke that smells interesting, too.”
Evvy gave him a tight smile. “The humans here worship your mountain and the other two as gods. They think you three are the husbands of the Sun Queen.”
“Ridiculous!” Luvo said. “The sun is not even part of this world!”
Evvy knelt clumsily and sorted through the pile. Soon she wore multiple layers of gaudy silk robes lined with fur. Somehow Luvo had also brought away several pairs of breeches that fit once she had rolled them up, and two pairs of fur-lined boots. She could wear one pair. Once she was clothed, she drank some more tea and fell asleep again.
The western army, made up of over five hundred tribesmen, priests and priestesses, and shamans, mounted on small, tough horses or driving carts, arrived around noon as Briar was brewing medicines in a temple workshop. One of the children brought word of the new arrivals, but Briar was busy keeping the greatest strength of his potions from cooking off. Once, when he took a rest, he walked up onto the wall to a view of many tents and soldiers inside and outside the temple. The sight alone made him cross. He wondered if he could ask his new friend the orange stone tiger if it would let him sleep there again that night.
The village child returned later to let Briar and the other healers know that a messenger had arrived from the east. Briar was not interested. He could not feel Rosethorn’s approach. With Evvy’s death, he doubted the east held any good news for him.
Jimut brought Souda’s dinner invitation to him. Though he was done for the day, Briar refused it. He meant to beg food from a cook and go somewhere private to eat. But Souda marched into the workshop as he finished his cleanup and seized him by the arm.
“No more hiding,” she said firmly. “You will eat with us, without arguments.” She did not release him until they were inside the tent that she and Parahan seemed to use as an audience chamber. Guards had set dishes on the carpet. Cushions were strewn all around them. Parahan was there already, scooping something into his mouth with a piece of flatbread.
“You couldn’t wait?” Souda demanded.
He swallowed and said, “Briar, sit. Don’t hide, will you? I’m missing her, too. I know you knew her longer, but you know I wouldn’t be here without her.” His smile trembled. “She was too young to consider all the consequences, as you and I would have done.”
Briar nodded. He took a cushion next to the big man and picked up a plate. He spooned curry onto it, then looked at it blankly, having lost track of what he’d meant to do with it.
Souda took the plate and loaded meat, flatbread, and dumplings onto it beside the curry. “Eat!” she ordered. “We have work to do!” She sat cross-legged on a cushion of her own and served herself. “While the westerners were getting settled, another messenger from Sayrugo arrived,” she told Briar. “She wants us to meet her at Melonam. It’s northeast of here, on the road to Garmashing. Her soldiers moved as many people to the eastern temple fortresses as they could before they ran into more imperial troops than they could handle.”
“They tried to fall back to Fort Sambachu,” Parahan said abruptly. “Well, they
Briar stared at him. “What do you mean, the fort isn’t there? It didn’t just get up and walk away.”
“The general’s letter says that maybe there was an earthquake,” Souda explained. “Only she doesn’t know how they didn’t feel a quake that was strong enough to make the entire fort collapse in on itself.”
“Could Evvy have done that? If she was dying?” Parahan whispered.
Briar shook his head. “That place was big! We pulled down parts of a house, her and me, but nothing that size.”
“I wish she
Briar hooked a hand around one of Parahan’s shoulders for comfort. “We’ll come up with some surprises for their friends, you’ll see,” he promised. When Parahan looked at him, Briar gave his friend a small, nasty smile. “We’ll make Weishu regret he ever heard of any of us.”
Parahan wrapped his hand around Briar’s. “Yes. Yes, I think that sounds like a most magnificent idea.”
“Briar, can you sense Rosethorn yet?” Souda asked.
He shook his head. “But if we take the road north from here, it’ll be easy enough to feel for her. I’ll let the plants know where I’m going. She can follow our trail.”
Evvy woke to find Luvo in the same place he had been when she had gone to sleep. The giant spider was gone. She was relieved, though Diban Kangmo had been nothing but kind to her. Still, being watched by all those eyes was nothing short of unnerving.
There was food remaining in the pots that Diban Kangmo had brought. Evvy ate a good amount of what was left. Would the spider steal more? Surely the temple inhabitants would start to wonder where their food was going. Also, the temples were supposed to be housing refugees. Was Diban Kangmo stealing food that should go to them?
She emptied the teapot and realized she had another issue that had to be addressed.
“I, um, need a privy,” she told Luvo. Then she had to explain what privies were for, and why she couldn’t just go where she stood, like the animals of his mountain. Once all of that was said, he showed her a cranny in the wall of the cave where the flooring was more sand than rock. Afterward she bathed again. Binding her hair in a scarf from his pile of offerings, she steeled herself and said, “Luvo, I can’t stay here. I have to find my friends. Sooner or later they’ll learn the enemy took the fort. They’ll think I’m dead, or that I got tortured and told where everyone is. I have to find them.”
Luvo rocked back and forth on the rounded pegs that served as feet when he wanted them. “Do you know where they are?”
“I know which way they went,” she said honestly. “The places they were going to stop at, the people there should be able to tell me where my friends went afterward.”
“How will you go?”
“I’ll walk, I suppose.” She tested the sole of one foot on the stone. They were still tender, but she had the boots, and the longer she waited, the farther away her friends would be. “I’ll steal a horse or mule if I get the chance.” It would have to be in an open field around the temples where they were grazing, and she would have to pray that the herders didn’t have any dogs.
Luvo hummed to himself. “I could find your friends.”
“How? They don’t have stone magic like me.”
“You said that the fire around your stone self is magic that lets you draw on it. I did not know of this reason for the fire in some meat creatures — humans — before. Now that I know it, I can tell which fires I see on the plain are simply magic and which are wrapped around part of the world. I can see the magic around your plant people if we are close to them. I think it is best that I go with you. Are you able to carry me?”
Evvy walked over to him. Excusing herself, she bent, wrapped her hands around him, and lifted. She heard her spine crackle, but Luvo did not move. “You’re so heavy!”
“Forgive me. I am a mountain outside this heart aspect.” He grew warm under her palms, though not hot. “Try again.”
Evvy tugged. She lifted him an inch, no more.
He warmed a second time. “Try.”
She was able to hoist him into her arms that time, but she staggered when she tried to move a few steps. “I’m sorry!” she said, placing him on her bed. “I’m more worn-out than I realized. All of my packs weigh as much
