Skylar was glad when Reginleif parted from them and did not give the grey mare so much as a backward glance as she lead Cae up the mountain. Maybe later she would find the mare and demand why she held such a grudge against her for taking her from the lagoon filled with filthy men. Reginleif had already proved more worth here than she ever had in the lagoon so far as she knew from the battle she had taken against Rade. And if she was so unhappy why didn’t she just leave? Reginleif was not a prisoner here after all; it was her choice in staying. So why take it out on the one who thought she had made a wise choice on bringing a strong mare to this mountain?




Lost in thought Skylar walked in silence. Her hooves were steady and her stride strong as she pulled her way up to the perch she wished to show Cae. The going grew rougher and the last few strides Skylar gave a few grunts of effort as she lunged up to the top. Once there she turned and waited for the pale woman to follow before turning to the edge of the world.




Just before Skylar the mountain face fell away to a massive cliff. The sheer rock was thousands of feet high so the wind that whipped against them was crisp and untamed by the trees that grew so far below. Casting her gaze out across the horizon, from this point Skylar could see every island. “There is Luthien.” She said softly, looking over to Cae and offering her that soft smile once more as she tilted her head towards the farther island covered in trees. But Skylar did not think this conversation would stay upon the view offered by the Peak. With a soft sigh she waited for the questions she thought would soon begin.