“Bossy and right,” Zoya shot back with a sneer. “Now let’s go. I’d rather not be caught by the General or his staff.”
Alina let Nikolai help her into the horse and then they took off, pushing themselves hard to gain ground. In just a few days they were to the north of Chernast, Alina only hoping that they had beaten Ivan.
“…how do we find the Stag?” She questioned. “Or the trasckers who found it? What if we are too late?”