“Lacas told me it was a group of elven warriors,” Ida said. “What other elven army is there?”
Solna nodded to himself, feeling a touch foolish. Of course, Ida was right. “All right. I’ll leave at first light bring them here.”
“They will not follow you,” Vius murmured.
“How do you think we should do this?” Solna asked.
“I have to go.” Solna growled softly, repelled by the very idea of Vius riding half a day so soon after he was near death. Ke’s magic worked wonders, but the body still needed rest afterwards, to regenerate the energy used.
Vius tipped his head back once more, demanding Solna’s complete attention with just a look. “The generals are in command if I am confirmed dead, and only the generals. Until then, they await my orders. I must go.” Then, Vius smiled a little. “Unless you wish to be skewered the second you show yourself.”
Solna huffed a laugh. “Not getting rid of me that easily.”