Disclaimer: I do not own in part or in whole any characters, locales or recognizable events created by Tamora Pierce. I do own 'original' plot lines
AN: My kid made me read this series, now I'm very distracted and am trying to deal with my other stories. Also if this receives bad reviews I will free up some server space and delete it
"Numair, you know I don't like this; we're too far away from the group and I have a bad feeling, not like the stormwings or anything, just that I feel like I know this place…" They came around the curve on the road, and were presented with Snowsdale. Numair looked at Diane, her face was pale, "Diane are you alright? Diane? Diane?" He shook her, "Diane, are you okay?" She snapped back to reality then shook her head, "Numair, you've always said that you wanted to see Snowsdale, now's your chance." She pointed at the town, "That, is Snowsdale." She paused, "Oh and there's a hunting party behind us." Numair looked at her, "We should get back to the group and get us all out of here." "Out of where" asked a voice on their left, Numair jumped, then calmed himself, "Evan, why are you here, and how did you know where we were, Diane and I left almost an hour ago." Evan grinned smugly, "I had Miri follow you." Raoul came up behind them in the blue and silver of the King's Own. The rest of his unit marched out from the woods onto the road. "Numair and Diane, you should know that when an entire company is dispatched to ensure your safety while visiting Ci… Oh, village, let's stay there tonight. Forward, forward, forward." He spurred his horse into a gallop and charged down the road towards Snowsdale.
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