Char took the reins, leading the mare along the road into the forest. The chill shade closed around them after the hot sun of the stoneland; green embraced. They went in silence, and now and then, they stopped to look back out to the borderland between the kingdom of the elves and the far kingdom of dwarves.
The last time they stopped, they looked a long while. Hammer Rock was the tallest thing they could see. Then Char took the reins, and softly he said, "Come on, princess. Let me take you home."
Kidnapped!
In the barren borderland between the kingdom of the elves and the land of the dwarves, outlaws seize an elf princess Sustained by faith in her husband and her god, she waits patiently for the rescue that is sure to come.
But waiting is a dangerous game-one that can cause a princess and an outlaw to look beyond themselves. To dare to trust the enemy.
In a place where suspicions run high and bloody battles are the order of the day, trust can be the most dangerous game of all.
The Inheritance Page 24