The girl lurched toward Talon, but Daylan reached down, grabbed her by the forehead, and pushed her onto her butt.
'Stay there,' he warned. 'I don t have time to be nice about this.'
The child looked at him, terrified, and while she was frozen with indecision Daylan said, 'Let s go.'
The emir took Talon by the sleeve and whispered, 'Hurry. Don t look back.'
Talon ran, but her heart grew heavy as her legs stretched, carrying her away from the town. They raced through empty streets, where elms lined the path, and they leaped over another quaint stone bridge. She could hear the child screaming behind her, 'Come back! Come back!'
What would I do if that were one of my own little sisters? Talon wondered. How would I want her treated?
And then she knew. She would want the soldiers who were out to save the world to turn a cold shoulder to her little sister. She would want them to fight all the more valiantly to avenge her. She would want them to do their job.
'Come back!' the girl called as they raced into the fields beyond the edge of town. Talon s keen hearing let her detect the sound two miles away.
I will, Talon promised. I will.
They had not gone ten miles when they spotted another Knight Eternal all dressed in red, flying from the south. They were walking along the road at the noon hour when they saw it coming over the treetops, not a mile behind.
'Flee!' the emir hissed.
But Daylan just stood for a second, gazing up at the Knight Eternal. It came hurtling toward them so swiftly that Talon almost didn t have time to draw her weapon.
'Fear not,' Daylan cried. 'It is only our friend Rhianna.'
The robed figure landed before him in a flutter of wings, and Rhianna pulled back her crimson hood, her red hair spilling out in a tide. She smiled at them, and the emir and the Cormar twins all stepped back and gasped.
Much had changed. Rhianna shook her hair loose, and it seemed as if it was full of light. Her eyes gleamed like stars in a night sky, and seemed to beg for all to gaze upon their glory. Her skin had grown softer and more radiant than before. She was like some great queen of legend, so beautiful that she would turn men s knees weak with desire.
'Don t be afraid,' Rhianna said. 'It s only me.' Her voice was as pure as water, as mellow as a woodwind.
Daylan peered at her angrily. 'So, they re wasting forcibles on endowments of glamour nowadays?'
Rhianna looked down, embarrassed. 'The horse-sisters gave them to me. It encourages others to do the same.'
'How many?' Daylan asked. 'How many of glamour, how many of voice?'
'Perhaps twenty in all,' Rhianna said.
'Or thirty or forty?' Daylan suggested.
Rhianna shot him an angry look. She was obviously embarrassed. She had wasted forcibles taking beauty when she could have used them to boost her strength and stamina. 'The people have been generous,' Rhianna argued. 'They ve granted me more than three hundred endowments in the past day. How many were you given?'
'Did they give them,' Daylan demanded, 'or did you steal them?'
Rhianna glared at him but held her silence.
'You know the law of the Ael. Taking another s glamour is forbidden!'
'I m not Ael,' Rhianna shouted, 'and I never shall be. Your grand folk in the netherworld wouldn t even let me stay a season there. I m a Runelord, and I ll do as I please. I ll do what I must!'
Talon glanced from face to face. She knew what Daylan was afraid of. He was afraid that Rhianna s beauty would corrupt her.
And maybe it shall, Talon thought.
'Let s go kill wyrmlings,' Rhianna growled. She looked north. 'I have a convoy of horse-sisters from Fleeds ahead. I saw them from the sky. They re only three miles from here. They have a wyrmling with them, a girl who can lead us to the dungeons.'
The moment of tension eased.
'Why would she do that?' Daylan asked.
'She wants to fight the wyrmlings,' Rhianna said. 'In the binding, two of her shadow selves were bound-a wyrmling and an Inkarran. The Inkarran had been one of Gaborn s chosen ones.'
Talon wondered at that, wondered how many more Inkarrans might be bound into the wyrmling horde, wondered how many of them Gaborn might have tried to sway.
'We saw your handiwork on the road a hundred miles back,' Talon said. 'Good job, that. Did you get many forcibles?'
'A few thousand. I couldn t let them reach the wyrmling horde.'
'Some got through anyway,' Daylan said. 'We saw Knights Eternal flying north not an hour ago, carrying cargo. We must fear for the worst.'
Rhianna bit her lip.
'We ll release the wyrmling girl,' she said, 'a few miles from the fortress. She can go to the doors, beg for mercy. The wyrmlings will take her to their dungeon for torture. I can track their path by smell. I promised that I would go in for her in less than an hour.'
It did not seem like much of a plan to Talon. She wanted things locked down better, more secure. But it was the first and only plan that had been introduced so far.
Daylan Hammer said, 'And once we get into the fortress, what next?'
'We kill anyone who stands in our way,' Rhianna said, all business.
Talon could not help but hear the ghost of the Bright One s warnings. Erringale had told them to spare the enemy, be as lenient as possible, lest they stain their own souls.
Almost Talon thought to object to the plan.
But why should I bother? she wondered. The wyrmlings have been a scourge upon the earth for far too long. They ve all but destroyed my people, and if left to their own ends, they will exterminate us. We are strong. The six of us could wipe out the whole wyrmling horde.
She looked to the Cormars, saw that they grinned, their smiles obscenely identical. There was a glint of madness to their eyes.
Yet Talon couldn t imagine engaging in slaughter. There were innocents among the wyrmlings too, children and babes. There might be more wyrmling girls like the one that Rhianna had found, people who longed to be free and who were willing to fight for it, to die for it.
'I go to Rugassa to free my friend,' the emir said, 'not to wash in wyrmling blood.' He said it in Rofehavanish. His accent was thick, his words unsure, but he managed to say it. Talon was surprised that he could speak the tongue at all given their short conversation. Then he switched to the tongue of the warrior clans. 'Take a life if you must, but only if you must.' There was rage on his face, a temper barely under control. 'We are in dire straits,' he said, 'but I swear, if any of you take an innocent life, you will have me to deal with.'
Daylan Hammer translated his words for Rhianna, then gave him an appreciative look and added, 'And me.'
Talon admired their courage. 'And me.'
The Cormar twins peered at them with glinting eyes, and Talon could read their thoughts. We could take them, they were thinking. We could kill them all, and then kill the wyrmlings.
Suddenly they both laughed, each chuckle precisely synchronized. Daylan glanced at Talon, giving her a look of warning.
They ve lost themselves, Talon realized. Somehow in twinning their minds, they ve lost themselves. We should go to battle now, before they go completely mad.
'Let s not argue,' she said. 'We ve got a job to do.'
So they plotted their attack. Rhianna related what intelligence she could, telling of her bargain with the horse-sisters and her overthrow of Beldinook. She told of the dangers she had faced at the Courts of Tide, and her
