we took the ridge, shot up what was left both sides of it, kept going. Egil and his friends cut the bridge free, 'Laina got them away."
"Wagons?"
"Stephen's bringing them. Emperor's beer with dinner."
"Resupply first. Kingdom can tie itself to wagons; we don't."
Caralla nodded.
Later that afternoon, while the royal army was celebrating its victory—despite the disappointingly small amount of beer—Egil drew his sister aside.
"I plan to cross tonight, next ford west, make trouble. Need two or three 'taves of Ladies who can swim, get a horse across."
"I'll pass the word. Your camp?"
"Three hours before dusk. Gets us to the ford by dark."
Caralla walked off. Egil turned to a familiar voice.
"Kara and I can swim; she's crossed twice the past month. Knows the other side. We could bring friends."
"Do it. My camp,