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pocket of my dress, I smiled. "I'll yet look later."




"Aye, love. Do yet call if ye do need, we be nearly there," Karadin replied.




"Aye," Mungim agreed. "We do yet round the bend in the road, now."




I waited quietly. It had taken three weeks to get here, all my brothers, my four sons and all my
nephews coming along. A single wagon carried food and water for the journey, and what little my
husband and I would need thereafter. Save for the dangerous places where I rode upon the wagon, for
the most part, I rode in the palanquin carried by my nephews. The palanquin was far better than the
wagon. On the wagon, I could feel the emptiness around me, and it chilled me to the pit of my soul, even
blindfolded. In the palanquin, I could feel the wooden walls. With the blindfold and the touch of the walls
in easy reach, I could push the terrifying thought of the endless, empty sky above out of my mind. Soon,
however, the pleasant comfort of the palanquin would come to an end. How I would endure, I did not
know. I only knew it was something I had to do. For myself, for my husband, and for my people.




Suddenly, I heard the call of a woman's voice, and my heart skipped a beat.




"Mungim! How are you? How was the trip?"




"I be fine, Eddas Ayar, and the trip were yet easy-like. Ye were yet right, once ye did tell the giants
what we were about, they did patrol the lands with a fierce and watchful eye, we did see nary hide nor
hair o' aught dangerous. We did meet a good score o' giants coming here, and all did wish us luck on this
adventure."
 A moment later, the palanquin stopped, and my heart pounded.




"And how is she, in there?"