Chapter 18

But Solna knew what could happen to a throne left too long unattended. They both did. He would hate to have to battle for his husband’s throne so soon after they had ended a war.

Vius eventually nodded. “All right. It would save us three score days of travel and I have this urge to return home as soon as we are able.”

“Wonderful,” Solna smiled. “We can carry less, move faster. A week’s worth of supplies will carry us to Long March for restock. Then another week will have us in Sentinel at Alahanai edge. Or we could go a day’s ride further, to the mountain city of Ryamca at the entrance to the Divide.”

“A week’s travel through the Forest will bring us just north of Brandris.” Vius’ met his eyes and some of the tenseness faded away from Vius’ beautiful face. “From Brandris, Tanchar is a week’s march, and barely that.”

“And if it would ease your mind, husband, I can add a handful of stout humans and dwarves to our convoy as added security.”