The Black King (Book 7)
“He put his entire body into rowing. His hands were sore, but he didn’t mind. The afternoon was beautiful, the river strangely enticing. Gift was rowing furiously too, and Dash sat between them, keeping an eye on the bags. The bags bulged with the globes. Bridge had been warned not to touch them and twice he’d had to shout for Dash to keep a bag away from him. Bridge wasn’t really afraid of them, but he figured caution was important.They were lucky they had taken such a large boat. Bridge had ex...pected the globes to be small, but they were twice the size he had thought they would be. A small bag of jewels sat near him. Dash had plucked those as well, and not just the ones that Matt had described. He had thrown in a few others just in case.Bridge was surprised at his own elation. He felt useful and powerful for the first time in his life. And getting rid of Rugad seemed like the right thing to do. Finally, he wouldn’t have that old man watching his every movement, following his every step.The ship floated near the northern end of the river, not far from the edge of the Cliffs of Blood.MoreLess
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