Oathbreaker, Book 1: The Knight's Tale - Colin McComb

“I can’t tell you that.” He looked carefully at me. “It’s best you not know, both for your
sake and for ours. It is one thing that you know our names. It is another thing altogether to know
our plans.”
“You’d best be going, then. No time to waste.” I grinned. “I’ll try to restrain myself.”
Pelagir stood out in the yard already, the girl on his back, looking around alertly. Toren—
Glasyin—took my hands in his and said, “I wish we could have brought something better to you,
and if we come through this alive, I’ll see to it that you’re handsomely repaid.”
“We’ll see,” I said. “Who knows what’ll happen?”
I had packed food enough for several days, and I bade them farewell from my yard. I
stood and watched them walk north, the young knight carrying the princess and the pack, the
general—my last true friend—walking alongside. I watched until they were out of sight, and then
I went back to explain the fire in the sky.
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