The Gauntlet Thrown Page 70
by Cheryl Dyson
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//BRYDON!// Toryn screamed mentally, but there was no one to yell at. "Stupid, stubborn, bull-headed, idiotic, Falaran fool!" he snarled aloud.
"What?" Daryna stared at him.
"I’m talking about Brydon."
She drew back in surprise. "I thought he was... dead," she said.
Toryn glared at her. "He was. At least, he almost was. He’s not now, but he’s going to be as soon as I get my hands on him. If he’s not already by the time I find him."
Daryna watched him carefully. "He’s alive? How do you know?"
"Go ask Garyn." Toryn waved a hand angrily before stomping off. "Can’t this ship move any faster?" That comment, of course, provoked an argument with Kor. Toryn was more than happy to quarrel.