The blessing gave him what his Scottish friends called a "cold robie". Shivers chased up and down his spine, and he wondered what the skeletal watchmen knew that he did not. Here might be a chance to find out something of the future that would aid him in his quest to keep the High Mountains Kingdom free of invaders. However, just as he was about to ask, he felt pressure against his back. Without a word, Ainea was urging him to be on his way.
Paul considered for an instant, and it seemed to him that she had the right of it. They had best depart while the going was good. The hoard still was in sight, and they could be recalled in an instant. Best to let it go for now. He started for the entrance opening, Ainea's hand urging him onward.
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