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still don't understand how you do that.""Why I didn't take you yesterday."
"That wasn't rabbits."
"You hunt rabbits, don't catch them. Imperials, they catch you. Like you better in one piece. I caught it, you skin it."
She retrieved the cloak from her tethered horse, wrapped herself up in it, went to sleep.
Now You See It . . .
Hew wood in wind-time,
in fine weather sail, . . .
Gavin, sitting his horse while the columns formed up, turned to his second.
"Archers this side of the river. Sixth across, fifty yards in, field entrench."
Kyro saluted, rode over to the officer commanding the archers.
"Orders. Your people along the north bank. Sixth is crossing, Commander wants them covered just in case."
"High time."
While the archers took positions along the river bank, Kyro rode back to the sixth legion's banner, its commander standing beside it.
"Commander's orders. Your boys over the bridge, fifty yards, then start digging. Archers cover from this side."
"It's only two hours past noon—we could make camp ten miles in."
Kyro met the officer's eyes, shrugged, rode back, saluted Gavin.
"Orders delivered."
Three hours later, with the sixth across, spread out, dug in, the archers started to cross, interspersed with units of the seventh legion, shields up to protect both. A messenger, returning by small boat, reported a few wounded, no deaths, from archers at the top of the ridge.
It was an hour before dark when Gavin, accompanied