| Chapter 7: Korik's Mission |
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The Lords Shetra and Hyrim mounted more slowly, and Covenant watched them with a thickness in his throat, as if they were accepting a challenge which rightly belonged to him. Foamfollower, please--he thought. Please-- But he could not articulate the words, forgive me.
Then he heard a shout behind and above him. Turning back toward Revelstone, he saw a small, slim figure standing with arms raised atop the watchtower--the High Lord. As the mounted company swung around to face her, she flourished the Staff of Law, drew from its tip an intense blue blaze that flared and coruscated against the deep sky--a paean of power which in her hands burned with a core of interfused blue and white turning to purest azure along the flame. Three times she waved the Staff, and its blaze was so bright that its path seemed to linger against the heavens. Then she cried, "Hail!" and thrust the Staff upward. For an instant, she cast so much light over the feet of Revelstone that the dawn itself was effaced--as if to show the assembled company that she was strong enough to erase the fate written in the morning. |