His sister, Llenarah, was still in his thoughts. He kept her fair face in his mind?s eye when they had gone through The Ingress, that gateway that took travelers from Saribek into the wilds of Rhy?din. While his eyes were closed against the glare of what he could only call magic?s light, the Graycloak listened to it sizzle and crackle with life all around him. At the same time, everything seemed to grow unnaturally still. Despite the sounds of The Ingress? magic, he could hear nothing else and felt the lack of the most minor of breezes. It lacked smells and muted the rest of his senses.
There was a fight to get through it as fast as possible, but he didn?t know if it was more him or the horse he sat upon. But they finally broke free of the madness. Suddenly there was wind, cold and wet about him and the screams of frightened horses and pack mules. Aegus saw Noldric, just in time for the younger man?s mount to completely unseat him; landing hard on the frozen ground.
One of the mules yanked free from Noldric?s horse and bolted. Aegus thrust his boots back and drove his heels into its flanks to catch up with the burdened mule. It didn?t take long and he soon hand his grip at the halter of the animal. Riding alongside of it, he rode back towards Noldric who was getting up and brushing the dirt and snow from his clothing.
?Are you injured?? Aegus? quick assessment of his page told him it was minor, if any injuries at all, but the politeness was there.
?Bruises, m?lord. Nothing more.? Noldric assured him with a wry, but slightly pained look.
The captured mule was steered towards the page and left him with the boy, then rode his horse to where Noldric?s had come to a standstill. While he waited for the mule to be retied, the warhawk looked out from the great hill they were on to find a huge, sprawling city below. He pushed his hood back and looked to the sky. It was nearing dusk as there were only two moons.
?Only two?? Noldric grunted and remounted his horse. He seemed to have echoed his lord's thoughts.
?Seems so.? A pause on Aegus? part, then pulled his cowl back up. ?Let us see what it is like here, in what will be our home for as long as the King and High Constable deem it.? As much as he was a man of his word and honor-bound, he did not care for the stories he had read and had been told of. Perhaps they were all just stories. Perhaps he would see dragons or worse before the darkness of the night was fully upon them.
But cold and wet as he was, he wanted a warm place to lay his head and something in his belly before the midnight hour. Another nudge to his horse, they moved down the hill and towards the city of Rhy?din.