The thunder of hooves echoed from the castle, followed by the surprised cries of the people.
Then Leech heard the sound of hurried footsteps.
He set down the cup of hot milk in his hand and looked toward the entrance.
A weather-beaten Kro Camel ran in. Leech hadn't seen him for some time, and Kro's skin had grown a few shades darker. But the moment he spoke, Leech was certain he was still the same Kro; the long journey hadn't changed his spirit. "My Lord, I've returned! Mission accomplished!"
The horses were here!
Leech set down his cup and stood up, overjoyed.
He hadn't expected Kro to actually bring the horses back within the year.
Leech said, "You've worked hard, Kro! I imagine your journey must have been quite interesting."
Kro smiled. "But I'm sure it can't compare to yours, my Lord."
Three major events had shaken the entire Eastern Gorge this year. The first was the bastard from Waterfall Land who raised tens of thousands of rebels to attack Longship Castle.
