"Dark Elves - 01 - Taken" - читать интересную книгу автора (Mykles Jet)

was a sinister cast to them. With true night fast approaching, Gala became certain that eyes
were upon them. Diana was mostly silent, still smarting on the back of her skull where the
thief had struck her. What words she did utter either had to do with their travel or with the
questionable parentage of the thief they now tailed down the Low Road. The forest closed in
around them. Sunlight was left behind. Evidence of plenty of wildlife grew around them.

УThese people are insane,Ф Diana said suddenly, gesturing toward a covey of quail that
scurried boldly across the road. УThis place is a wealth of game.Ф

Gala stirred at the change of subject, but only nodded. She adjusted her seat in the
saddle, yawning to shed the apathy caused by the gentle roll of her horseТs gait.

УWhereТs this Сdark dangerТ we were warned of?Ф Diana scoffed as the last vestiges of
sunlight disappeared and plunged them into thick, gray twilight. Even so, Gala saw her
friendТs hand drift toward the sword at her belt.

УShould we make camp?Ф Gala asked, spurring her mount to walk abreast of DianaТs.

УNo. LetТs keep going. The caravan will be making camp soon. We should catch them
before daybreak.Ф


Gala nodded, her eyes darting from shadow to shadow. Night had fallen on them
abruptly, and only the scant moonlight provided illumination to the path ahead of them. To
either side was inky darkness.

They rode in silence for a time.

УItТs warm,Ф Gala realized.

Diana took a moment to judge, idly rubbing a hand against her chest. УItТs got to be the
trees,Ф she stated. УNo breeze.Ф

Gala nodded, but continued to look about. Why was she flushed? Of a sudden, her
tunic was either far too tight or her breasts had swelled. The saddle between her legs grew
increasingly uncomfortable as she realized she felt ... aroused?

УDiana,Ф she murmured, finally convinced that what she felt was not natural.

Diana gasped, and Gala whirled to face the same direction. Oddly, her hand didnТt fall
to the hilt of her shortsword. Nor did their horses balk. Both mounts came to a calm halt
beneath their riders. But both riders were distracted from that oddity by the figure that
appeared before them.

УAppearedФ was an apt term, as the dark figure seemed to materialize from the inky
shadow of a particularly large oak which overhung the road. The tall figure was completely
contained within a voluminous, hooded black robe. Two spots of glowing red were all that
pierced the darkness within the hood.

Red?