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Down the road they went, drawing closer and closer to the city itself. The murmurs of the waiting crowd at the gates could begin to be heard, as well as the activity at the Banick encampment off to the eastern side of the road.
Kristen halted her horse when Alistair did. She swung her leg over and dropped down to the road, taking the reins in her hand to lead her mount.
"Right. If all goes well, I needn't say a thing," she said. Still, precautions were precautions, and she ran through her mind the salient points of Mikhaila's backstory in the book she'd mentioned. "But, nevertheless, I will be pre—"
"GET BACK HERE!" came a piercing shout from the House Banick encampment.
On the impulse of surprise, Kristen glanced over. A second later the familiarity of that voice struck her: that was Theodore Banick himself who had yelled.
Kristen halted her horse when Alistair did. She swung her leg over and dropped down to the road, taking the reins in her hand to lead her mount.
"Right. If all goes well, I needn't say a thing," she said. Still, precautions were precautions, and she ran through her mind the salient points of Mikhaila's backstory in the book she'd mentioned. "But, nevertheless, I will be pre—"
"GET BACK HERE!" came a piercing shout from the House Banick encampment.
On the impulse of surprise, Kristen glanced over. A second later the familiarity of that voice struck her: that was Theodore Banick himself who had yelled.