Just Another Day

"So, were you assigned to us or did you weasel yourself over here?" Shanku asked.

"Volunteered and then assigned," Ryan grinned. "Are you ready to leave?"

"I suppose we have officially worn out our welcome?" Piram sighed.

"Indeed," Ryan nodded. "But at least you have somebody asking you politely and offering to run interference from disgruntled Imperials. Knights hold a bit of clout."

"We're still packed and ready to go," Katari shrugged. "Why not?"

The Ferals gathered up their packs and followed their knight escort out.

"How far are you coming with us?" Piram asked him.

"To the border, at least," Ryan said thoughtfully. "I should like to go further, but that will have to come later."

"Indeed," Piram nodded.

The journey to the border was blissfully uneventful, as were the nights. Ryan was never allowed to take night watch alone, but did not prove himseful unfaithful. Occasional scouts could be heard but were ever out of sight.

When the markers indicated they had reached the end of Fernwick territory and near Weolcen, Ryan stopped them.

"I have a night patrol along this part of our border every fortnight," he said lowly. "If a pair of passive Weolcen camp here, they will be undisturbed. I will be in touch."