Too Many Princes (51 page)

“
Just tie these on my mule and put it in the pack train,
”
Brastigan said.

Javes nodded.
“
Aye, your highness.
”

“
Well,
”
Lottres began.

“
Go do what you have to do,
”
Brastigan told him.
“
You can't be half a wizard—even I know that. You've got to finish what you started. Just remember, we're still at war. No more daydreaming. Mind you watch what's going on around you.
”

Lottres summoned a weak smile.
“
And you.
”

Brastigan punched his brother's shoulder lightly, and watched as Lottres went to join Yriatt and Shaelen at the fireside. He saw his brother for the last time, and felt as if it was the first. Lottres moved with real confidence. No longer the gawky pup, Brastigan had to admit.

He donned his helmet and took up Shadow's reins. For the first time in weeks, Brastigan led his horse to the head of the column. But this time he would ride alone.