“Weren’t you scared?”
He realized as they slowed that she was trembling, her body shaking uncontrollably.
“I will let no man hurt you,” he said.
“Until I get back to my own time,” she replied quietly.
He looked at the back of her neck as she continued to tremble. Someone had hurt her, he could tell. It wasn’t just the fear in her eyes during the ambush, nor the tears at the danger that had befallen them. It was something deeper, something he couldn’t pinpoint.
He would get them somewhere safe to rest and then he would find out just who had hurt her. Then he would track them down and make them pay for what they’d done. The thought of anyone causing her pain made him grip the reins so tightly his fingers turned white.
Behind them the old men were still. In the ravine there was no sound at all.
