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Chapter Sixteen
Math refused to go with them. He came out of the forest when Rhiannon called, but only to spit at her and stalk haughtily past his traveling basket. That meant he did not choose to go. Rhiannon would miss him; nonetheless, she was glad. He would not have been happy, she thought, on so long a journey with a host of unfamiliarities at the end of it.
They spent that night at Dinas Emrys. For reasons of her own, Rhiannon did not wish to share Simon's bed that night. She slept, if she slept at all, wrapped in her cloak on the walls. Simon watched beside her, dozing sometimes, while she listened to the voices in the wind. She never told him what she heard, but it was something that sent them forth before the dawn with increased urgency. Long after dark they came to Krogen, exhausted, the horses stumbling with wearinessexcept Ymlladd, of course, who bit the incautious groom for judging his condition by that of the other animals.

 
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