![]() ![]() Grabbing her sword, Alanna raced for Coram and the horses. She didn’t miss them.įaithful, her pet cat, was yowling a warning. Those days-the days in which she bound her chest flat and never went swimming-were gone. It was odd to remember that the last time she bathed in an oasis, she had been a page and Prince Jonathan had just found out she was a girl. Although her femininity was not the secret it had been when she trained in the royal palace, Alanna still preferred the freedom of men’s clothing. She and Coram were bound for Tyra in the south, and coming to battle with the warlike desert men would cut their journey very short.ĭrying off, the young knight pulled on a boy’s blue shirt and breeches. She had no urge to meet any Bazhir tribesmen, particularly not renegades. If this is a Bazhir waterin’ place, we don’t want to wait and find out if they swear for the king or against him.Īlanna stepped out of the water, grabbing her clothes. Her burly man-at-arms stood guard on the other side of the bushes that concealed the pool. ![]() In the Southern Desert the temperatures were just right, although she objected to so much sand.īest hurry up, Coram told her. ![]() Hard to believe that it’s winter in the North, she reflected. ALANNA OF TREBOND, THE SOLE WOMAN KNIGHT IN the realm of Tortall, splashed happily in the waters of an oasis, enjoying her first bath in three days. ![]()
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