"Close," he said. "A couple of hours, maybe less if we push the mounts. We just need to cross a ridge, and we are there."
But it was clear from his expression and the tension in his posture that he was deep in thought, clearly weighing something troubling in his mind.
"Is something wrong?" Lena asked.
"It's just that… Something feels off."
"Off how?" Jake asked, pulling his mount closer. "Is she setting a trap?"
"That's the thing," Reidar said. "I don't think she is. Since she got there, she hasn't left her room. Not once. She's coordinating an entire regional offensive from behind a closed door."
"Maybe she's still scared of you," Jake said. "You said she was terrified when she saw Silas's body. Maybe she thinks you're coming for her."
"Which you are," Reidar said.
