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Before the Rede came to any conclusion, however, Arinndier had taken hold of his arm excitedly.

тАШLook,тАЩ he said. тАШItтАЩs Hawklan. HeтАЩs well again.тАЩ He raised his arm in a frantic salute, and called out
HawklanтАЩs name, but his voice was lost completely in the all-pervading clamour.

The distant figure was looking at them, however, and raised his own hand in reply, before turning and
trotting his horse back along the line to attend to some matter.

Arinndier made to urge his horse forward, but the press of the crowd prohibited anything other than a
very leisurely walk and with a slight frown he let the reins fall idly on the horseтАЩs neck.

тАШHawklanтАЩs well, then, Gavor?тАЩ he asked.

Gavor nodded. тАШHeтАЩs well, Lord,тАЩ he replied. тАШWeтАЩre all well, and all anxious to be back home.тАЩ

тАШYour armyтАЩs in good voice, Gavor, but seems to have precious few weapons.тАЩ Jaldaric said, his face
puzzled.

тАШThatтАЩs the Alphraan making all the noise,тАЩ Gavor replied, slightly less enthusiastically than before. тАШThe
rest of us are just trying to make ourselves heard.тАЩ He looked towards the mountains. тАШOne can have too
much of a good thing, canтАЩt one?тАЩ he added, very loudly.

JaldaricтАЩs bewilderment merely increased. тАШBut why no weapons?тАЩ he persisted, clinging to the same
question in the hope that one strand of clarity might lead to others. тАШWe heard your army was in the
mountains facing an unexpected foe. WhatтАЩs happened? These people donтАЩt look as if theyтАЩve been
defeated and disarmed.тАЩ

Gavor fidgeted restively. тАШItтАЩs unbelievably complicated, young Jal,тАЩ he said patronizingly. тАШAs, IтАЩve no
doubt, is your own tale. I canтАЩt begin to explain everything in the middle of all this. LetтАЩs get to Anderras
Darion, take the weight off our feathers and have a talk at our leisure.тАЩ He paused and nodded to himself,
well satisfied at this suggestion. тАШI seem to remember that you Fyordyn are very good at talking,тАЩ he
added with a laugh, and then he launched himself forward and soared up into the air to avoid any further
questions.

Arinndier too, laughed and, patting JaldaricтАЩs arm, said, тАШThatтАЩs the best weтАЩre going to get. LetтАЩs take
the birdтАЩs advice and get to HawklanтАЩs castle. ItтАЩs good enough news now just to see him up and riding
again.тАЩ

Gradually, the four Fyordyn eased their way through the crowd until eventually they were clear of it and
cantering along the empty road. Gavor circled high above them, occasionally swooping upwards steeply
and then, with an uproarious laugh, tumbling back down precipitately like a tangled black bundle.

As they moved further from the following army, the pervasive music faded and eventually it could hardly
be heard above the clatter of hooves on the intricately paved road.

The daylight was fading rapidly when they eventually came into Pedhavin but, high above the village, light
streamed out through the Great Gate of Anderras Darion which stood wide and welcoming. It had been
visible to the four riders long before they had seen the village and had drawn them forward like a bright
guiding star.