Orbelon's World (Book 3) (23 page)

   He shook his head. 'Not
Karai. Forest things. Grullags.'

  
'Grullags?' Issul was stupefied. She stared at him as if waiting for him to break into a grin and confess to a joke, albeit in extremely bad taste. But his face told her there was no joke. 'But they are beasts. Ferocious, yes, but they would never invade a village.'

   'I can tell you only what I saw,' said Shenwolf. 'There are at least a dozen within the village and keep. They are organized, acting as if with intelligence. And I saw no sign of any villagers.'

   Issul blinked several times, trying to grasp the concept. 'Then they are controlled, somehow,' she said in a low breath. 'Anzejarl. . . . It can only be that he has learned how to command these monsters also.'

   At that moment there was a sharp, hoarse shriek from behind her. She wheeled around. Arene stood a few yards away, stricken-faced. The old woman was pointing, her eyes wide with alarm, her arm and gnarled finger shaking, screaming, 'That is he! That’s him!’ She pointed directly at Shenwolf. ‘Queen Issul, you are betrayed! That’s the one! The one I met beside the pond!'

The tale of Enchantment’s Reach continues in:

Enchantment’s Reach 4: To the Dark Flame

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