replied. “I wish I’d run the whole way, but I didn’t want to offend Donen after he offered to let us ride with him.”
“They won’t be here for hours,” Turk remarked. “Where should we camp?”
Aimee gazed down the other side of the mountain. Vast forests stretched as far as the eye could see. “The Avitras are around down there somewhere. We probably shouldn’t approach their border if we can help it.”
“We already have,” Turk replied. “The top of these mountains is the border between the Avitras and the Ursidreans. As soon as they detect us here, they’ll send out their Guards to confront us.”
“We better stay here, then.” Chris looked around. “There’s nothing to build a shelter or a fire. Maybe we should wait for the others down in the trees.”
Aimee sat down on the rock. “It’s a warm night. I’m going to stay here and watch until they come.”
“Let’s stay up here,” Turk agreed. “It could be dawn by the time they come.”
Sure enough, the stream of lights took all night to wind through the defiles and up the steep Divide. The first streaks of dawn lightened the sky when Renier stepped of his palanquin and looked around. “Where should we camp?”
Aimee stretched her stiff legs. “That’s what we were wondering. There’s nowhere to camp up here—nowhere big enough for all of us, anyway.”
Menlo strode up from the Ursidrean column and pointed down the Divide. “There’s a flat place farther down that might work. It’s rock, but it’s sheltered from the wind and close enough to the forest to build a fire.”
He led the way to an expanse of rock set between two mountain peaks. Renier nodded. “This will do. We can collect firewood from those trees, and I can hear water running down in the forest.”
Aimee listened. “Those trees and that water are on the Avitras side of the border. What if the Avitras consider our camping here an intrusion on their territory?”
Renier frowned. “You’re right. We can’t start our negotiation that way.”
“What’s the alternative?” Anna asked. “There’s nowhere else to camp.”
Aimee kept her voice low. “There are plenty of places to camp. There just aren’t any other places to camp for this many people.”
Turk stepped forward. “Aimee’s right. We shouldn’t have all these soldiers and warriors so close to the border. It looks dangerous because it is.”
Donen threw back his shoulders. “Right. Faruk, order the Ursidrean troops to fall back to the forest below the escarpment. They’ll find plenty of firewood and water down there, and they’ll be out of the wind.”
Renier gave a shrill whistle. “My people will fall back with you. The Alphas and their mates, and Faruk and Menlo, Anna and Emily and Aimee, will all stay up here to keep an eye on the border in case any Avitras show up and start asking questions.”
He waved his arm to his men, but before anyone could move, a gust of wind burst through the trees. Aimee barely had time to glance in that direction when an enormous band of Avitras soared out of the trees. Their wings spread behind them in bright colored fans that reflected the rising sun and blinded everyone. They rose over the assembled armies and landed in a line stretching from one end of the rock to the other.
Faruk and Menlo whirled around with their phase reciprocators pointed at the Avitras. A murmur rippled through the Ursidrean ranks, and the siege guns crackled to life. Renier’s hand flew to his blade, but he stopped himself from drawing it. His men didn’t show the same restraint, though. They rushed toward the Avitras with every sinew tensed and ready to fight.
One Avitras darted forward to confront them. He looked younger than the others and slighter built, but his eyes blazed with fury and he swung his double-bladed staff at his aggressors. “What are you doing, amassing for attack inside our border? This is an act of war, and I will respond in kind.”
Menlo bellowed