Once out of sight

Once out of sight of the citadel, their course changed until they reached the circle of hills that Lord Paul had indicated. In their midst lay a gentle, green vale in which a spring bubbled forth to form a rill, gaily burbling over rocks and a miniature waterfall. It seemed an idyllic and peaceful place, far removed from strife and war. Only the thunder of Sir Jamie's bombard, which had just launched its hourly cannon ball against the gate of the distant citadel, echoed dimly.

Both riders drew up their mounts and alit onto the grassy lea. Ainea looked around questioningly, she saw nothing that would indicate that there was an entrance to a secret passage.