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Castle Avamir
Kathleen Duey
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Illustrations copyright © 2003 by Omar Rayyan
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ISBN-13: 978-0-689-85372-2 (ISBN-10: 0-689-85372-6)
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The Library of Congress Control Number for the Library Edition is 2003102697
T
he Gypsies have struggled over the wintry High Road into Lord Levinâs lands. Spring rains are finally melting the snow. Moonsilver and Heart walk apart from the Gypsies. Strangers think Moonsilver is a lordâs mount because of the fancy armor that hides his horn. In every village, every town, Heart asks about Castle Avamir. No one has ever heard of it.
CHAPTER ONE
H eart wiped a raindrop from the tip of her nose.
She pulled her cloak tighter and shivered.
Daveyâs wagon was stuck fast.
Its wheels were half buried in mud.
Davey sat on the driverâs bench.
The reins were loose in his hands. His jacket and shirt were dark with rainwater. His trousers were mud stained.
The horses were nervous and he was singing to them.
Heart brushed at her own clothes, then at Moonsilverâs armor. The boots Josepha had given her were caked in mud.
Everything
was.
âWe need a hand!â Binney was shouting. âDaveyâs stuck.â
Groans rose from the long line of Gypsy wagons.
Heart made a face. Every muscle in her body was sore.
They had been struggling against the weather since they had left Bidenfast.
Usually, Binney said, they made it to Lord Kaybaleâs sheltered valleys before the worst storms hit. Not this year.
Winter in Lord Levinâs mountains had been long and cruel.
They had spent months huddled in the crowded wagons.
The cold didnât seem to bother Moonsilver or Avamir. It was terrible for everyone else.
Zim had been sick for weeks, sniffling and coughing. The horses shivered and stood close together. Kip slept inside Binneyâs wagon, curled in a ball so tight his tail covered his ears.
The snow storms finally stopped.
Then the rains had begun.
The streams had turned into deep torrents of dark, muddy water.
There was a low, distant rumble of thunder. âNot much chance weâll sleep dry tonight,â Talia called. She pointed at the dark clouds overhead. âLooks like another storm.â
Heart glanced up. âIt has to clear up sometime.â
Talia grinned. âThe sooner the better.â
Heart didnât answer. She was sick of the cold, of the wet, of the wagons being so crammed with people every evening that she couldnât read or practice writing.
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