119 The King Finds Lara

He patted his horse. “This is where I leave you, dear friend.” He whispered. “Your hooves will give the game away for sure.” But he still had a task for the horse. “In the next fifteen minutes, head for the Temple and hang around just in case I or my woman needs a fast getaway.” The horse simply looked at him and nodded. Again, Gavadiol was amazed at what he was doing. He was really talking to a damn animal. All thanks to great grandmother Helena. He had left the horse and was creeping forward before he remembered he had forgotten to confirm if the horse could even see the Temple. But he figured that any horse who could communicate telepathically with a human definitely would be able to see magical stuff. It just had to work like that. Now, he moved silently through the woods, an agent of death itself. He already had the location of each of the men memorised. But it was crucial he took each of them out very quietly before any could raise the alarm and alert the others. It was grim an